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I'm trying to get hyped for this weekend's playoff games, but everybody's predictions are blowing me. Plus the fact that I'll miss most of Ben-Ben's game. You can really tell that I don't really care about Saturday, I have no idea what I'm going to wear. But with the crazy ass weather we're having around these parts, I'm not totally to blame. I just have no idea what I want to wear. I don't even know what kind of restaurant we're going to. And I don't want to dress too casual or too formal. Not that I really have anything too formal, that I can fit.
Man, for the past week I've been finding great pictures of Ben. OMG! There are a couple that are so hot! Especially the ones from the charity fashion show. You know I'll put it up. It drives me mad.
On Tuesday, I got an email that said my jersey wasn't going to be shipped until the 28th. I was upset at first, but then the next morning I was listening to "Diane's Dirt" on Elliot in the Morning, and they said that Ben's jerseys were back ordered with a 6-9 month wait. Wow! I wasn't upset anymore, I can tell you that! 2 1/2 weeks versus 6-9 months. That is crazy. That's the difference between getting it in time for the Super Bowl (hope they make it) and next bloody season. Diane also said another reason they're crazy back ordered, other than the fact that he was an unexpected sensation, was that on the first batch, his last name was spelled wrong. LOL.
They were lunchin' so hard on Elliot this morning! During "Dirt", they were talking about stuff from the upcoming Michael Jackson trial, and I was hurting, I was laughing so hard. I swear, my lungs were aching.
On Tuesday, I was talking to Lisa on the phone, while we were watching The Real World, and she told me that she broke up with her Internet "boyfriend". I didn't want to poke fun, but I was laughing internally. I don't know if you really can call any relationships on the net a boyfriend or girlfriend. But, I've sort of been there. Thought I never called him a boyfriend. I may live in the fantasy world most of the hours of the day, but one of my top qualities in a boyfriend is tangibility. He needs to be there, or here, with me. And I'm not talking about a man in the military. I mean, if you want to call someone a boyfriend or girlfriend, you need to have liked hugged or kissed them at some point during the "relationship". Maybe it's just me and my high standards, after all, I'm not really going to get Ben Roethlisberger in this lifetime! I wish, though.
Lisa also talked about wanting to go out and making new friends and stuff. And I am all for that. I need some new acquaintances. I'm really going to have to get out this year. Plus, I think it would be great if, Jason and them called, I could be busy going out with more reliable friends that I actually would enjoy being with.
I also need some friends around my age, with the same interests, because there is so much stuff to do, and everyone else is either too young, or doesn't like what I'm into, etc. I'm really pressed about it because I'm going to be 21 this year. I'll want to go to Shantytown, and next year's Big Ass Football Bash and Easter Keg Hunt. You have to be 21 to do all of that. But I don't know anyone that listens to Elliot in the Morning like I do. Like I said, I hope 2005 brings some major changes in my life. Mostly for the good.
Well, I'm gonna go. There's some stuff I need to do. But, before I go, I'll post a good picture of Ben. I had a hard time trying to decide between two of them. One was a good close-up of him backstage at the fashion show, and the other was him on the runway, looking sexy as ever. I'll just have to post the other one next time I make another entry.
Man, he's so sexy right there. But he does, kinda, sorta, when you tilt your head and squint your eyes, remind you of Kevin Fedderline or a member of a boy band. The sad part was that I was just thinking it yesterday, and my mother said it. But Ben has nothing to worry about, he's WAY HOTTER and has WAY MORE TALENT then any of those guys put together, in his pinky.
I'm phasing.