Time to retire to the couch

We have to drive into Peoria everyday this week. The guy we are working for is a Peoria police officer. His girlfriend tried to sneak out the door before we got there. We grew up with his family. He brought a Greyhound-Shepard mix dog home that had been abused. I feel sorry for Heidi the dog, because she is scared of people. A few raw hotdogs might change her attitude tomorrow. Later

Mrs and I watched the Illini win again.

We have won all games we watched at home. A bunch of skinny little girls were joining the mug club at the Illini Inn. I think the new keg of beer gave me a belly ache before the game at the Inn. I think the fish sandwiches are getting smaller at Legends. A great day for Illini football. There was a Ball State lady near us that cheered a lot. Mrs said her top was too tight and you could see her sboob.

Why do women have to suck all the time?

I'm at a party last night and I go with a girl that I have interest in and I think she likes me as well so here's how the night goes. We get to talking and we really connected and we started talking a little bit about a relationship and she says yeah, she wants to date. However, she says I have to talk to her tomorrow (today) because I was drinky (which I wasn't) and she didn't trust my judgement at the time. I told her time and time again that I wasn't drunk (she drove, so no drinking for her either) and that was the way I really felt (which is true). But I said whatever... So I text her today, asking if she wants to go to dinner tonight, and she texts back an hour later saying... "I don't think that's a good idea" kcuf kcuf kcuf kcuf, I hate women... what do I do?

i remember one halloween weekend where...

i pissed all over this dudes bedroom during his halloween party... cause he cheated on my friend.

just thought about that. he didn't know til the morning.

i went as tigger that year.

man i miss those days.

So I go months without a single cute girls in class

I have not one but THREE in my current class all sitting in the front row. : drool Abby in particular is just killing me. Abby's one of those names that ups my opinion of a chick's attractiveness. It's also one of those names That makes me think of tasty curly fries and roast beef sandwiches.

I think I'm going to be drunk for a few days

I'm more worn out than hungover though. I can definitely tell that I was drinking last night though.

WINGFEST UPDATE!!!!1!

ISDH is at in chicago the illinois lead with little time to close go. but i'm paignful is at closing in chicago fast. it'sgonna be close

During seven weeks of basic training...

I pooped only twice.

And I never once got a boner.

Is it safe to say that they tampered with our food?

i did a girl named ryan just so i could say my own name

i think she spelled it with an i though

i really didnt know her that well

i saw her recently over xmas though

ive also thought about having teh sex with a deaf girl so i could just spout off the most repugnant horrible diirty things mid coitus

but meeting a girl named ryan on accident is ONE thing

seeking out a deaf girl puts me in a different category

done gone a bit crazy this weekend:

i was surprised at how little it hurt. discomforting, yes but overall pretty tolerable. the tattoo itself is fairly decent sized, but not so large it won't be hidden by a shirt sleeve, and it's located far enough back you can't see it looking at me from the front.

OH MY GOD

Mrs bought new wheat-based organic kitty litter for Winter the Cat...I just poured it in the morning for the first time.

I just got a call from Mrs...apparently the litter was full of grubs or slugs that are now crawling all over the litter box and surrounding areas.

I've been requested to leave work to deal with it
Today is the cleaning lady day too, and apparently Mrs and Agnes the cleaning lady are both standing on chairs hugging each other or something. I guess the mean streets of Gdansk can't prepare you for a slug infestation.

she's in her car on her way here. apparently the slugs are fast and are already spreading to the kitchen.

The creeping menace has been contained. The perps were approximate one half inch long, white or cream colored, with a brown spot at one end that may or may not have been a head. I would estimate that the bag of litter contained approximately 300 of them.

Their rate of speed was astonishing...for tiny thing with no legs, some of them managed almost 15 feet since 9:00 am this morning.

Cat is perturbed but will recover. Wife is what they call in psychology "skeeved" and has been in the shower since we got home. Agnes was given an extra $10 for apparently providing moral support in the face of the slug onslaught.

Another chance for me to show my pop culture ignorance:

Before the Illini game, I thought one of the songs blaring out of the speakers was really cool. Then, I heard it again, in the background on "Cane" last night. I have no idea what the song is, or who sings it, but I want to find out so I can download it.

It goes something like: "Dang diggy diggy dang diggy diggy dang diggy diggy dang"

Thanks,

seems sort of redundant, but if it floats their boat, who am I to say otherwise

they better not use me again or i'll sue

I got engaged.

I wanted to keep a balance between it being romantic and fun without being too cheesy.

So, we play tennis quite a bit and we got a chance to play yesterday and I wrote "Will you marry me?" on one of the balls and, after a while, threw the ball to her to serve. She is a blonde so she didn't even notice at first! She actually bounced it on the ground and was getting ready to serve it when I told her to look at the ball. While she was doing that, I pulled the ring out and hopped the net....tripped on the net and faceplanted

ring goes flying, crawling around on all fours looking for it while saying "ow ow ow"