Man, last night sucked. kind of. well. not until I got home. Me adar jeremy and mick went to friday's after adar and jeremy got off work. Jeremy was the first to leave for some reason, i forget, then about an hour later mick left, so me and adam stayed there drinking and playing more of the trivia game until about 8:30. so uh... about 4 hours. adam had 5 tall ones, and I had 3 plus a pint. and I felt fine until we left adam's house to go to the driving range. then I felt like I was going to lose it. but I started shanking some balls and felt ok, then once we stopped and I just sat down I felt like poo again, plus the fact I had only had 3 hours of sleep this weekend, so I went into the bathroom and tossed my cookies. figuratively, since nothing came out but beer. then I decided just to go home instead of seeing a movie. (The Italian Job) and once I got home, I was out like a light. it was about 10. then I woke up and still had a headache and tried to watch tv for a few minutes. I for some reason thought it was like the afternoon, but when I saw a girls gone wild commercial I saw it was only 4am. then I promptly tossed cookies again. had some tea, at a 'nana and went to sleep. woke up around 2. so 10-2 with a one hour break... ahhhhhh, 15 hours is good good stuff. when I woke up at 2 I felt like a million bucks. good stuff.

Adam, however, did not turn out so fortunate :D as I are writing this, he's talking about how last night he didn't eat a darn thing, and had like 15 beers or more. and woke up with the good migraine and tossed many a cookie. a baker's dozen or so. and so he doesn't feel like drinkin' for a bit... which at first I thought would screw the chance of the good tumbleweed which means no jamie goodness. but he said he'd still go. he just won't drink. eee. hell I may not either. except I don't think it was the alcohol alone that made me feel like crap. I'll blame sleep deprivation for it too. but it's not my fault, stupid final fantasy 8 keeping me up all the time. stupid addictive thing. you know it's time to unplug for a bit when you start getting into it. like when this character rinoa was about to die and get lost in space I was sad, then when hero squall put his own life on the limb to save her I was happy. yeah. kind of scary. but it's an in depth game. I think I'll give it a rest until I play it as a game. bleh. where's my coke bottle spectacles and pocket protector now........

Stupid putt putt tournament. I shoot a 32, 32, 34 and I still lose by like 15 strokes to these people who seemingly have nothing left to do in life but be good at putt putt. at least there was a guy there with his woman, showing us all what we're missing out on, making us feel good......... some of these people are nice people, really, but I'm just saying... they're not exactly the pick of the litter... oh well. it's all about the putt putt.

I finally beat that infernal game, Final Fantasy VIII at 4:30 am yesterday. I was happy and relieved and could finally get some sleep..... so I try and sleep.... and I can't... so then I realized I missed a lot of stuff in that game that could have made it a lot easier, so I decide to play through it again, making sure to get everything this time :D :D :D so now I'm stuck on the stupid game again. rinoa good. gee the last boss only took me an hour and a half or so.......

well I'm about to go see if I can make the last day in indiana for the next few weeks a good one. so unless something really good and fun happens, this will be the last entry for 3 weeks. so take a second to soak it allllll in... ahhhhhhhhhhhhh.......... yes. good. late

So I got back around 7 yesterday. a bit later than I thought I would. but we were traveling along with pappyAj and misty and baby, so that slowed us down a bit. cough70ina75isretarded. nevermind. the first thing when we get into town is go to tehSubway because it was too late to like go to the store or anything, so when we go in there, the guy making the stuff is slow... then like 4 jailbait come in. god was prepared as ever. but mammy wilson was with me so I couldn't lay down the ultra smooth latino heat cradle robber's delight on them. not that I would/could if ma wilson wasn't there. After that it was pretty much just getting adjusted to home living again. I still have to hook up my ps2, which is a b*tch... you wouldn't think so but I have a bunch of wires and crap to hook up right so I can play without having to turn every gawdamn thing to channel 4. it's more annoying than you may think.

I cut my hair and took a shower then caught up on some online goodness. seems adar got a writing bug in him and started to log things that happened. including garfield's scandal, and sarah's bi-ness in action. ironic after the new mexico trip. you'll see why when I put it up. we'll just say a lot of the word "bi" was thrown around with wreckless abandon. Went to tehgarfield's where adam was not, despite calling earlier saying he was going to work later, then ends up at home like 20 minutes later. Afterwhich, we went to the Charlie's (bar, not pooh corner) and met with jen creasey. she's still a spaz, but in a lovable fun perverted good way. Split 2 pitchers with the goat then we went to T's for another few pitchers and some poo'. Oh man pool... I first beat adam like a monkey... well kinda. then I play mick and absolutely nothing would fall. he beat me and I still had 6 balls on the table. ouch.

That was pretty much the end of that night. went home, took shower, slept. Oughta be going to the batting cages today. Finally get to use a good bat. waiting for sun to go down though. kind of warm at the moment... even inside. stupid humidity. got used to dry new mexico air. Going to put up the vacation journal thing soon so uh... pay attention for that.