Posters on a Thursday Night

Today was not too bad. Work was kind of boring. I see a pattern. Hoepfully this changes soon. I think it was mainly coming in towards the end of a cycle. Well this cycle ends next week, so hopefully it will pick up more in the next cycle.

Went for a nice run after dinner tonight. It was rather nice, but my legs aren't very happy with me. I definately ran a good distance, and when I run, it's not one of those pansy little jogs. I'm talking a nice run. Feels great.

So I kinda jinxed my boys about the sweep. I'm sorry guys. It was a good series though, still something to be proud about. We still outscored them 16-6, and outhit them 24-22. It was a good series. We still have the best record in the National League and are six and a half games over the Cubs for the division.

I'm sitting in the same room as my housemates and yet we all talk to each other on IM. We are tools. At one time we were all on newegg.com. Yes, we are tools.

Rather loving Jack Johnson right now. Amazing talent on the guitar. I always appreciate the acoustic guitar more. And he is amazing on it.

Hopefully Jesseca will come to visit tomorrow night. Haven't seen her in forever. On Saturday, I'm taking Kate out for our first date. I have some fun plans for it. Should be fun. I'm really looking forward to it. I love that girl.

I can't wait to build my computer. It is gonna be hot. Even Nick is drooling and it's not even his computer. Wow, I'm a dork. But I'm cool with it. I've come to realize it and I'm okay with it.

Hehe, we need to find Mike or Adam a Katie.

Well, I am getting tired, and would like to get some good sleep tonight. If you are in Terrible Haute tomorrow (Friday) and would like to go bowling, let me know. I miss it and would like to go Friday night after I get paid. I also miss playing baseball, but I don't expect to get into a baseball league or anything. Oh well.

I think I will leave you with some Jack Johnson. Enjoy.

Looking at himself but wishing he was someone else
Because the posters on the wall they don't look like him at all

So he ties it up, he tucks it in, he pulls it back, and gives a grin
Laughing at himself because he knows he ain't loved at all

He gets his courage from the can,
It makes him feel like a man
Because he's loving all the ladies
But the ladies don't love him at all

Cause when he's not drunk
He's only stuck on himself
And then he has the nerve
To say he needs a decent girl

Looking at herself but wishing she was someone else
Because the body of the doll it don't look like hers at all

So she straps it on, she sucks it in, she throws it up, and gives a grin
Laughing at herself because she knows she ain't that at all

All caught up in the trends
Well the truth began to bend
And the next thing you know man
There just ain't no truth left at all

Cause when the pretty girl walks
She walks so proud
And when the pretty girl laughs
Oh man, she laughs so loud

And if it ain't this then its that
As a matter of fact
She hasn't had a day to relax
Since she has lost her ability to think clearly

Well I'm an energetic hypothetic version of another person
Check out my outsides there ain't nothing in here

Well I'm a superficial, systematic, music television addict
Check out my outsides there ain't nothing in