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| January 29th, 2007 Urgh. This past week has been chockful of life lessons. I should start writing those down as well. The most important one I've learned, and have demonstrated this evening, is that when your plan is to go home and have a drink, it's best not to deviate from the plan. Deviation from such plans can really only lead to heartbreak. And postponement of booze. And who wants that?? Saturday night, I won at Bingo. That's right. Bingo. And it was fun! Seren took me and Fuck You David to the Allen High School Baseball Team Booster Club Bingo Night. And I won a massage. I haven't decided when I'm going to use it yet, but I have a feeling it will be soon. Maybe I'll go Friday. That might be a good way to kick off Superbowl Weekend. I have a strange love of Superbowl Sunday. I'm not sure why. I just love it. Superbowl parties are always fun. I have quite a few good memories and some stories I probably shouldn't repeat. One of my former bosses always takes off the Monday after the Superbowl. Now, I'm not that kind of alcoholic, but I am always disappointed when Superbowl Sunday is over and I have to go home and go to bed. Rockstar Rob and my favorite Messican American Indian (Indian Messican? I'll have to ask him) are having a par-tee. I think I promised Rob some Date Bars. I bet those can be arranged. I had a bit of excitement on the work front today. Unfortunately, I can't really go into it and I can't respond to the asshat who was baiting us, but suffice to say the organization I work for has a few non-fans. It's really funny to me what some people choose to attack. It's almost time for my tv shows. I suppose that means it's about time for my next Television Review. But now, I think it's time for pudding. |