Tattoos and Other Rubbishy Subjects
Mood:  lazy
Now Playing: Eric Idle- FCC Song
I'm just trying to kill time until the race. Three hours until the pre-race coverage starts, and about four until the flag drops. So very bored.

Okay, so you know how I said that I didn't like Myspace.com? Well, I gave in. But there is no way I can go in depth like I do on this blog. On this one, I don't know who, if anybody, is reading this, where as on Myspace.com, I know those people. Ah, no es bueno. I just usually do small updates, rather than the book length entries this one gets.

Lately, I've been thinking about tattoos. The only things holding me back are that I'm a total pussy when it comes to needles and the like. And I'm extremely indecisive. I just know that if I got one thing, a few months later, I'd question that, or say I want something else. But I don't want to be that person covered in tattoos, I don't have the self-confidence for that. Plus, if I get the bank job, it has to be somewhere that I can hide it easily. But I want it somewhere that I can see it. I wouldn't get it on my back right above my bum. It seems that every female has one in that spot. Plus, I'm not showing off my back to anyone. I'm just not that sexy. But if I do get one, and I get a Steelers tattoo, I know the perfect one. I'm pretty sure that no one else would have it, and if they did, it wouldn't be too many of them. It is so awesome, the only problem is that the colors of the hypocycloids are in the wrong spot, but that's forgivable because it looks like a 3-way yin-yang. I had forgotten that I saved it, but I couldn't upload it, because it had the wrong file format. But dumb-luck helped me out a bit, and I can show it off.

The colors are supposed to be yellow, red, and blue, in that order, but I guess it looks like it could be spinning or something. Or maybe I could just get the outline. We'll see. I know Marcus wants a tattoo, so I'd go with him. There's no way I'd do it alone.

On Friday, I ordered Life of Brian and Monty Python's Spamalot (2005 Original Broadway Cast) off of Amazon.com. I can't wait until Wednesday-Friday, that's the estimated delivery date. And on Wednesday, I'll probably try to run out to Pentagon City and get Lady and The Tramp on DVD. I love that movie. But I'm still waiting on The Little Mermaid, Disney. Oh and next week, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire comes out on DVD, as well. Normally, I wouldn't be so pressed to do this, but if you don't get this stuff the week it comes out, the price goes up. So inappropriate. But then again, I've seen it do the exact opposite. I remember when I just had to get Aladdin back in October 2004, and maybe within the past year for about the same price I got it for in the first place. I guess everyone else wasn't as hot for it like I was. But we all know that if I pass on Lady and The Tramp for those reasons, I'll still be getting Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire, because I'm obsessed.

Well, I've only killed about thirty minutes. I guess I could read or something.

I may be back before hand, but I will post on Thursday. SWEAR!

I'm phasing.

Do You Have Time, to Listen to Me Whine, About Everything and Nothing All at Once?
Mood:  not sure
Now Playing: Green Day's Basket Case
I feel so random right now. Like nothing is put together. I'm just trying to make sense of it all, because everything is just so inappropriate.

First of all, I work with violent psychopaths. Dude, I'm not even trying to be funny. Earlier this week, I heard that one of my managers broke her own mother's car window because her mother couldn't watch her children. OH. MY. GOD. WHAT. THE. HELL. If you ever saw her, you wouldn't believe it, but I really have to get the hell out of there. I almost fear for my own well being. But if push came to shove, I'd totally kick her ass, whether it be with my fists, my boots, or a blunt object near by. Remember, there is no such thing as a fair fight, the object is to win.

I mean, I know I don't get on with my mother all the time, but Jesus Christ, is it that serious? Which is a lovely segue to my next subject. Last night I pissed my mother off, but I'm not upset. Nope, not really. I actually told her how I felt, and I'm okay. She always wants to force me and my step-dad to watch that crap show American Idol, everybody knows the best bits are the auditions to watch those deluded folk who think they have talent. But she rarely, if ever, takes a chance on something we like, and I told her that wasn't fair. Like, I think Footballers' Wives, which is so AWESOME, is a great show, and she claimed she tried to watch it, but didn't like it because of the quality of the video. That's just how filmed shows from England look, I can't help it, piss on that and just watch the bloody show, it's so engaging, you'll get the hell over it. The only thing she's liked that I got her to watch is Love Actually. But that's just one out of several. I also thought it was funny the way she tries to pretend I don't exist when she's upset at me. Last night, a bit after the incident, I was in the kitchen eating an orange, when she comes down. But my step-dad was on his way up from the basement and they met up in the hallway and said their good nights and whatever. Then she's in the kitchen, doing stuff, and she tells my step-dad to bring up some milk from the fridge in the basement because she asked me days ago, and I didn't do it because if something doesn't pertain to me, I have no interest in it. That is so not true, if it has something to do with a certain quarterback, I've got loads of interest. Anyway, I said that she asked me to bring up chicken fingers. Not milk, because we had some up there. Or what she does is that she'll think she asked me. I know this because she does it all the time. She also starts conversations in the middle of whatever her inner-dialog was on about so you've no idea what she's talking about. I almost told her to get stuffed, but my step-dad was right there, and I didn't need to get my tongue ripped out.

War Tony Stewart! He is THE MAN!! No, he didn't win, sadly. Jimmie Johnson and his cheating-ass crew did. But Tony is so damn bad, he is inappropriate. Do you know what he did? He got penalized so severely, that he was sent to the back of the pack, TWICE, and still finished fifth. That is AWESOME! I might miss a bit, if all of the next race. I'm supposed to go to this seafood restaurant with a co-worker. I hope I'm home, I don't even know what time it starts, but man, I can't believe that I am glad that NASCAR is back. True, it doesn't hold a candle to football, but like the song says, it "takes my pain away".

I miss Ben. I miss all the coverage of football. Yeah, the NFL Network is cool and all, but right now, all they're talking about is the Combine. And all ESPN talks about is basketball, the Olympics, baseball training camp, and golf. Occasionally football news crops up, but it usually has something to do with trade rumors.

But I'll be fine, after all, the real reason I was so pressed to get so many damn photos was to help with the off-season lull. I don't even know what to put up, every photo I had going for the past few weeks corresponded with some Steelers event (i.e. playoff wins, Super Bowl arrival, etc.) Hmmm, let me think... got it. One of his first pictures after getting rid of that beard.

Have a great off-season, Ben. You deserve it. And try not to wear stupid shirts in the vicinity of people with camera-phones. Which is everyone, come to think of it.

Well, I'm off. There's some stuff I need to be doing, like taking a shower.

I'm phasing.

Against All Odds
Mood:  special
Internet was down throughout last week.

So, okay that wasn't the greatest game, it was just really strange all around.

Ben went 9/21, threw two interceptions, ran for one controversial touchdown, and had a quarterback rating of 22.6.

Willie Parker, our leading rusher, only had 93 yards, and the bulk of that was on a 75 yard run for a touchdown.

But, we won. And it is the most surreal thing I have ever experienced. I mean, it just doesn't feel real. And for such a lackluster game, the Steelers made so much history.

Ben- Youngest Super Bowl winning quarterback (SUCK IT BRADY!!!) and worst quarterback rating of a Super Bowl winner. And he was the first quarterback to take his team to the conference championship in his first two seasons.

Willie Parker- Longest touchdown run in Super Bowl history.

Antwaan Randle El- I believe that was the first touchdown pass thrown by a receiver.

Hines Ward- I believe he was the fifth wide receiver to be named MVP and I think this is the first time it has happened in two consecutive years.

The Steelers team- First sixth seed to not only reach the Conference Championship game and the Super Bowl, but win both games; the first team to beat the first, second, and third seeds in the playoffs; and the only AFC team to have five Lombardi trophies. I think that's all of them.

There are more if you count last year's records, but this year's alone are just amazing.

And we got The Bus home. I was emotional. I can't even watch the highlights without tearing up a bit. Especially on NFL Network's Game of the Week, at the beginning they show Ben talking to The Bus, and he was saying that it was an honor to get him there and that he loved him to death, and I couldn't even watch the rest of the show. I'm getting emotional again just thinking about it.

It kind of sucks that I couldn't do this when the game was still fresh on my mind, there is probably so many things I've forgotten. I do know that one of my favorite moments was when Worst Quarterback Ever did the coin toss, and the fans booed him. He laughed it off, but you know he was thinking something of the expletive nature. And when they were introducing the past Super Bowl MVPs, Franco Harris came out waving his Terrible Towel. Awesome.

All in all, there's not too much that will be remembered about the game in and of itself. But I think it has some great liner notes like, Hines was named MVP (couldn't have happened to a better guy), The Bus retired a champion, in his hometown (the odds of that happening are just about astronomical), Bill Cowher finally won the big one (in most other places he probably would have been fired nine years ago), and the city of Pittsburgh, that I hope to visit some day, I'm not sure about living there, cold weather sucks, and I'm in it right now, got it's "one for the thumb."

And the day after the Super Bowl, Ben went on David Letterman and shaved his beard. And the fact that razor companies threw obscene amounts of money at him just so he could shave with their brand is so inappropriate. Only in America. And he shills the hell out of that razor. The only reason I won't say which company it is because they have their name on the stadium of the worst team ever. And don't worry, Ben still has his goatee.

I'm still upset that this inappropriate dude was at the Grammy's on Wednesday. And I missed it. He had on one of those Jerome Bettis Notre Dame jerseys. But I didn't get the photo because it just wasn't a good picture of him. I am slightly kicking myself for not catching it, but two things are my saving grace. One, I don't watch the Grammy's. Ever. I don't really like the current music scene, but when I do like somebody, they never win anything, and they're so boring to begin with. But I bet Ben was the highlight of the evening. He would have been mine. Two, Lost (best show ever) was on. I know, it only runs an hour, but who's to say that Ben wasn't on between 9:00 and 10:01. You never know. Unless you watched it and remembered the exact time he walked on the stage. Not that I would have done that.

Well, I need to be ending this, I got to work. But of course, my favorite photos.

Of course, being the MVP and the fact that the Super Bowl was on ABC, Hines had the dubious honor of giving the legendary line that he was going to Disney World. But I think this was the first time that the MVP took The Bus.

And of course, my favorite player, the youngest Super Bowl winning quarterback, at 23 years and 34? days old, the fact that people knew exactly how old he was on that day is weird.

He had an undefeated rookie season, people predicted that he would have a sophomore slump but took his team to the Super Bowl instead. The only thing I want to know is how he tops this. I guess he has to go back to the Super Bowl and play better, because his stats were just down right ugly. But it was a team effort, and they believed in each other, and look where it got them.

I’m phasing.

P.S. I forgot…

Just 6 more days until Daytona!!

There's Football On This Sunday? I Had No Idea
Mood:  special
Now Playing: Always Look On the Bright Side of Life
For some reason I'm still not siced up for the Super Bowl yet. I'm a bit nervous, but I guess the reality of it hasn't kicked in yet. Oh well, maybe Sunday.

But the past two days have been great media wise. I collected 30 photos of Ben. I didn't realize it was that many. I need help, but I can't help it, he's just too hot.

There is no Lost (best show ever) tonight. This sucks, but at least it'll be back next week.

Man, I can't wait until my job hires new people. I work all the bloody time. I'm serious. I'm so tired. Even though I knew my schedule this week, last week they called me in on two of my days off. I was so blown. The upside of course is that my checks have significantly improved. Until taxes came along. Jesus, that was a right punch in the gut. Especially last week's. I had worked all those hours, plus I worked on MLK Jr.'s birthday, so I got time-and-a-half, but taxes still screwed me. That being said, I still need to get a better one. One with, you know, guaranteed Sundays off. My manager actually had the audacity to ask if I wanted to work on Sunday. HELL TO THE NO!!! Not on Super Bowl Sunday!! Especially when MY PITTSBURGH STEELERS and their INAPPROPRIATE QUARTERBACK (so inappropriate, more in a bit) are going. If I didn't like her, I'd have told her to get stuffed.

Okay, so, once again Mr. Roethlisberger has shown some extremely inappropriate behavior. The difference? Is that for some reason this time around, I'm actually hotter for him now that I've found this out. Dude, there are photos floating around the net of him with a couple of hot females drinking their asses of and Ben has a shirt that says "Drink Like A Champion". And for that, I love him more than I did yesterday. If he weren't who he was, I'd take him to Shantytown. That would be just too awesome.

I have gotten back into my Monty Python phase. Last Sunday, I was out in Pentagon City, and picked up Monty Python and the Holy Grail. I love it to death. But I was on some message boards about The Life of Brian, and all I can say is that I have to have that movie. I had no idea, but they perform Always Look On the Bright Side of Life in it. I thought they just wrote it for the musical Spamalot. Clearly I was mistaken. But it was just a happy accident that I stumbled upon Holy Grail, and I know that if I lurk up and down each aisle, I'll probably never find The Life of Brian. The good news is that the Borders across from Best Buy will probably have it. Just at some ridiculous price.

So, for my pleasure, and it's about to disappear from this page, I bring back the lyrics to my favorite song that has gotten me through some really tough days at my job, and should really be my life's mantra, Always Look On the Bright Side of Life.

Some things in life are bad
They can really make you mad
Other things just make you swear and curse
When you're chewing on life's gristle
Don't grumble, give a whistle
And this'll help things turn out for the best

And always look on the bright side of life (Whistle)
Always look on the light side of life (Whistle)

If life seems jolly rotten
There's something you've forgotten
And that's to laugh and smile and dance and sing
When you're feeling in the dumps
Don't be silly chumps
Just purse your lips and whistle
That's the thing

And always look on the bright side of life (Whistle)
Always look on the bright side of life (Whistle)

For life is quite absurd
And death's the final word
You must always face the curtain with a bow
Forget about your sin
Give the audience a grin
Enjoy it!
It's your last chance anyhow

So, always look on the bright side of death (Whistle)
Just before you draw your terminal breath (Whistle)

Life's a piece of shit
When you look at it
Life's a laugh, and death's a joke
It's true
You'll see it's all a show
Keep 'em laughing as you go
Just remember that the last laugh is on you

And always look on the bright side of life (Whistle)
Always look on the right side of life (Whistle)

And of course, Mr. Inappropriate himself...

What? You were expecting a photo of him with those bitches? Not in this life time. But those are some really great pictures. Damn, he looks good in this photo.

WAR PITTSBURGH STEELERS!!!

I'm phasing.

I Got A Feeling...
Mood:  celebratory
Now Playing: DC101
PITTSBURGH'S GOING TO THE SUPER BOWL!!!

OMFG!!! I just can't believe it. I'm still in shock three days later. It is so incredible. The Steelers crushed the Broncos 34-17 becoming the AFC Champions. Now they have the chance to get "one for the thumb" and The Bus is going home and all the other things the media will beat to death for the next two weeks. Speaking of which, what am I going to do with myself on Sunday with no football. That sucks!

We play the Seattle Seahawks. Huh. I mean, I would have rather played the Panthers because the story would have been great. It would have been an onslaught of the "Real Road to Super Bowl XL". Oh well, at least we're going to the show. I'm just still overwhelmed, but not hyped yet. Don't worry, I'll get there by next week. The only thing I have a problem with is they media saying this game will be boring because of the match-up. It's not our fault nobody outside of Seattle cares about the Seahawks. And that loser Sean Salisbury said that this won't be the sexiest match-up. Whatever! Ben is sexy as hell. Okay, maybe that's just me, but that is a bit insulting. I just hope that this goes down to be one of the best games ever, just to shut the naysayers up. Besides, if the Patriots (worst team ever) are so damn awesome, how come the ratings for last year's game went down from previous years. Newsflash: that means people were getting tired of Tom (Marcia) Brady getting crammed down there throats. I hope that team falls into obscurity for the next century.

I'm trying to think if anything else interesting happened this week. Oh yeah, I got a Christmas card from Lisa on Monday. At first my mum thought it came so late because she didn't put my name on the card, just the address. And she spelled the street name wrong. I e-mailed about it and it turns out that she didn't have any stamps at Christmas time, but she has some now and she just sent them out. Wow. If it had been me, I just would have put it in a safe place and saved it for the next year. It's just a card.

I'm trying to recap the game, but I just can't think of anyway to do it justice like the last two games. People actually gave the Steelers credit this time around. And the fact that the Broncos had four turn-overs, all by Jake Plummer, helped a great deal. But the Steelers were just amazing. Ben was 21/29 for 275 yards, two touchdowns, and he ran for one. Major credit to Hines Ward for two catches that should have been interceptions. And one of those Hines caught for a touchdown. I just don't know what else to say. At least there were no major scares this time around that went down to the wire. If I had to take two games in a row like the one versus the Colts, I'd probably have to stop watching football.

I'm running out of things to talk about, so I'm going to bounce...

The Bungles can have their "AFC North Champions" hats and shirts. We have those things AND a trophy! HERE WE GO STEELERS!!

I'm phasing.

Keep On Keepin' On
Mood:  on fire
Now Playing: Mash-Ups
I got a feeling...

HERE WE GO STEELERS, HERE WE GO! PITTSBURGH'S OFF THE PLAY THE DENVER BRONCOS!

What a heart stopping event that was on Sunday. The final score was 21-18, but it is in no way a reflection of the absolute dominance the Steelers had over the Colts. The only thing is that we let them come back in the fourth quarter and score 15 points on two touchdowns, and they had a two-point conversion on one of them. But those last five minutes, I didn't think I would make it. When The Bus fumbled the ball on the two, and the Colts recovered it... oh my damn. And I knew that Ben was the only one in the backfield, and I really hate when quarterbacks try to tackle, but I was screaming, "GET HIM, BOO!" Then, he made the best tackle, EVER!

Not only did he do that, but Ben came out on FIRE! Steelers scored on the very first drive when he threw a touchdown to Antwaan Randle El.

And NOBODY believed. The only two sports analysts that chose the Steelers that I could find were ESPN's Joe Theisman (ugh, but thanks) and Merrill Hoge. And it was so funny, because on Friday I had taped Pardon the Interruption, like I do when I have to be at work, but I forgot to watch it until Sunday night. And because ESPN knows that Sportscenter sucks, they hold the finale of PTI until about 10-15 minutes into Sportscenter, so if you're a fan of PTI, you have to watch at least some of the show to see the ending. ESPN is inappropriate. Anyway, while I was fast forwarding to get to the end of PTI, I saw a shot of Ben (just highlights) and stopped. And it was Merrill Hoge and Sean Salisbury (Steak) making their picks for the Divisional round of the playoffs. Well, let me tell you, Steak told Hoge that he was crazy for picking the Steelers to beat the Colts, especially since that they were coming into the dome again where they were completely manhandled. Uh-huh. Crazy like a fox.

Oh yeah, I know why all that bad stuff started happening in the fourth quarter. Marcus called. Normally, I do not talk on the phone during football games. Hell, last weekend when we played the Bun... er, Bengals, I couldn't eat. My step-dad was like, "Sit down and eat," but I just couldn't. I took the call, because at the beginning of the fourth quarter we were up 21-3. He better not even think about looking at the phone on Sunday. He called me last night when I was at work. I guess he wanted to watch American Idol. Oh well.

I even had contact with Ashley this week. She has so much drama drama in her life. And this time it's with Amar's wife. I won't get into it, but it's just too much for me. My life would be great if all my drama had something to do with a football field and a race-track (5 weeks away!). She also told me that the dude I used to like in high school, which happens to be Amar's brother, is on MySpace.com. MySpace.com? !No me gusta! You have to sign up for it just to look around. Then when you do that, ANYBODY can find you. Like Ashley told me to browse by high schools, and there was my school, and there he was. He has the stupidest name on there. But it is very appropriate, I mean, as soon as I saw it, I just said, that's him. I don't think I'll have much to do with the site. Unless Ashley is on there. And even then, I'll still probably try to get Lisa and Marcus on there. But I just really love this place. And it was so funny, because when I first got here, I liked my old online journal better. I haven't been there since like July, and I don't think I wrote anything then.

Well, I can't really think of anything to say except:

Notable QB Playoff records-

Tom Brady (10-1): How I loathe him, but he's out of the playoffs and I don't have to hear from him until at least July!

Peyton Manning (3-6): Oh well. *evil grin*

Eli Manning (0-1): I don't mean to be mean, but he was totally given a pass just because of his last name, which is why I don't like him. Any time he did anything right, he was hailed as the next coming, but when he threw like 4 interceptions in one game, against the Vikings, everyone just mollycoddled him.

Ben Roethlisberger (3-1): What else can I say about this man that I haven't already been saying for the past two years? He's Mexcellent!

Next up for Ben?:

The clash of the beards in the SMELL MY FACE BOWL!! Yes, I listen to way too much Elliot in the Morning. They talked to Joe on Monday, and I was way too siced than any person should have been. I am so sad.

Well, I gotta run. I have to catch the bus, and there are only 5 short hours before that, but of course, a photo of the Man of the Week. Mine of the year. For two straight years!

He came, he saw, and you know the rest.


Happy 80th Birthday to Granddaddy Lu tomorrow!!

HERE WE GO!!

I'm phasing.

The Good Ol' Football Game Is the Best Game You Can Name
Mood:  caffeinated
Now Playing: DC101
So, we had a scare against the Lions in week 17, but we won. And the Wild Card round in the Playoffs? Absolutely amazing. 3 out of 4 teams I was rooting for won. Stupid Patriots. GO BRONCOS!! It was the first time ever that both the sixth seeds won.

The Steelers are something. But nobody seems to know it. I just think it's so unfortunate that their win got tainted by Carson Palmer's injury. And I'll admit that the outcome would have been different if Carson had played (Homerness: Then they would have lost by 11 instead of 14. The final score was 31-17.), but it's so unfair that this is overshadowing Ben. Last I heard, Carson Palmer played on the offense. That means that there is no way he would have stopped Ben from completing 14/19 passes, for 208 yards, three touchdowns, and no interceptions. He's come such a long way since last year. Boo is mexcellent!

So, from all that I guess you can gather that the Steelers advance to the next round of the Playoffs. Our reward: Going back to the RCA Dome to face the Indianapolis Colts. Now, I can't be as confident going into this game like I was with the Bengals, domes are just not our friends. Plus, we're HUGE underdogs, by 9 1/2 points, but that's not exactly what I mean by huge. Out of all the road teams, I believe we are least favored to win. People are giving the Redskins more of a chance then they are us. And I'm not saying the Redskins suck, but I'd rather play the Seahawks than the Colts. At least I like the Colts. But I do know that the Steelers will not lose by 20 this time, I have a feeling this game is going down to the wire. And I'll be rolling around on the floor absolutely ill on Sunday. But right now, I just want to enjoy our past win. It may be the only happiness I'll have for a while.

I don't really have too much else to say. I haven't talked to anybody, really. Lisa called a few days back, but it was her brother's birthday, and they were having a party. I could barely hear her over the noise. Then her sister-in-law (I think) made her get off the phone. I sort of understand the wanting to get away when there are a lot of people around, if you couldn't tell, I'm a bit anti-social. But I don't think I'd call during my own brother's birthday party. Especially right there in the room. I heard them singing "Happy Birthday" to him! That was a bit rude.

I didn't have a chance to say what I got for Christmas, but I got a digital camera. Better than the one I got for my birthday. Man, if I had that thing back in August, who knows the kind of photos I would have gotten of Ben. The only thing is that when you take a picture, you have to tell the person to hold still until the image comes up on the little screen, or else it'll come out blurry.

Oh yeah, Lost (best show ever) comes back tonight. I can't wait, it feels like it's been ages.

I better be going. I'm trying to decide what picture to put up this time. There were a couple more from the WWE house show, but really, the only one I could put up was from the win against the Bengals.

Who dey? WE DEY!!!!!

I'm phasing.

Another Year Over, A New One Just Begun
Mood:  special
Now Playing: Randomness
I meant to come back sooner. I had an entry in the draft section, but just never got around to finishing it. And our Internet was down for about five days. So inappropriate and inconvenient.

Okay, so, Christmas has come and gone. It was a very awesome holiday. And nothing too terrible happened. (Knocks on every wood in the house.)

The WWE is inappropriate. Now why would they have anything to do with me, especially since I've had naught to do with them for over a year. Well, it seems that a certain cute western Pennsylvania quarterback went to a house show this past week. Nothing wrong with that. They have photographic evidence of it on their official site. MEXCELLENT!! Here's the thorn in my paw. YOU CAN'T SAVE THE PHOTOS!!! Dude, that sucks so damn bad. But I might know a way around it. Not really, but I got one. It's the best I can do. But that is just too goddamn inappropriate. Even when I quit the WWE, they still find ways to fuck with me. How I hate them. It's way too bad that one of those photos wasn't with Shawn Michaels, I would be even more pissed off if I couldn't have that... Okay, I'm just special. I'm stupid. But my heart (hormones) can't handle a scare like that. I got the photos. I still think that a picture of Ben and Shawn would be the ultimate.

Now for related news. The Pittsburgh Steelers are currently in line for the sixth seed of the playoffs. And I want to say that ALL of the sports analysts on any ESPN channel, or the sports website, or the ones that write for newspapers can SUCK IT!!! All of those bamas left us for dead four weeks ago. Everyone picked the Jaguars and Chargers/Chiefs and said that the Steelers would be on the outside looking in. They were all wrong. The Bus, Big Ben, and the offensive line manhandled the number-one defense of the Bears. Our defense exposed the Vikings. And the team really came together in the steamrolling of the Browns. It's been a great three weeks. Now, if we just handle our business and beat the Lions, at home, we'll win and be in. That's it. No help from anyone. And nobody wants to play us in the first round of the playoffs. I'm just not feeling the love. But that could just be media hype. It's all those so-called experts that are saying that the Patriots (worst team ever) and the Bengals (so not for real, that AFC North title is a fluke, I blame Tommy Maddox) want no part of us. Personally, I don't want to go to Foxboro. Ugh, that would just be awful.

I have stupidest job ever. Just thought I'd rehash that. But it is better than being broke.

I really have nothing else to say. It may be too early for premature playoff celebrations. But of course, I have to put up a Ben photo. I think I'll do one from the WWE event.

Two big bamas. One more than the other.

Don't. Question. The beard. Just. Don't.

I'm phasing.

Christmas Is All Around
Mood:  suave
Now Playing: DC101
I've got the Christmas spirit! I've finished all of my shopping. My mother's present doesn't arrive until sometime later this week, or the beginning of next. I need to wrap my grandparents', then I'll be done until the package arrives.

I don't think I will survive this football season. The Steelers are 7-5, and even if we win out the rest of the season and go 11-5, we could still be left out of the playoffs. If they got there act together, they might do it, but they'll need a loss by the Jaguars, Chiefs and Chargers. Maybe not all three, but a Jaguars and Chargers loss would be GREAT. That's if, and ONLY IF we win out. Ugh, this is going to be a long four weeks. Dude, I can't believe there are only four more weeks in the regular football season. I'm kind of sad about this.

Ben injured his thumb. I'm not exactly sure if this is the same thumb that he hurt last year, but I thought I'd share the news. But he'll keep playing with a special brace on it. Oh, I'm not as angry with him anymore. I realized that this is the time to stand by the team, and the inappropriate quarterback. You have to admit the shirt is ridiculous. But it's times like this that test you as a fan. True, 7-5 is WAY better than 5-7, but when you go 15-1 the previous year, you just expect better than this. But I have to stand by the black and gold, and their inappropriate, sexy-ass quarterback. I can't help it, I love them. And him.

Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire was great. Best of the adaptations I think. True, they totally gave away everything by the end of the movie. Like, if you didn't read the book, there was no great surprise moment of, "OMG! Moody was Crouch, Jr. all along." But not bad. The circumstances of me getting to see it were. I'm really not in the mood to rehash what happened, but my parents almost fucking divorced over a simple concept of going to the mall and buying movie tickets. Things like that make me not want to get married.

Lisa e-mailed me back about where all her money goes. I'm guessing she got her mobile back, because she said she forks over about $50 a month for it. Then it's $80 for the Metro. I guess that's per month. Then she just buys random "crap she wants", her words. That's what will get you in trouble. Man, I budgeted the hell out of Christmas. I think I'm more careful with my money because I have a fear of being broke. I mean really, if you can't save like twenty bucks for the movies, and you get paid ever other week, that's just sad. I mean, I was willing to go to the movies at the Boulevard. That way, all she needed was bus fare and the movie admission price. I'm not usually a big eater when I go out. I'd rather just be hungry and go home and eat. Oh well, I guess it'll be a while before I go out with anyone my own age.

Man, it's still bugging me. I mean, I will splurge every now and then, but honestly. Living paycheck to paycheck in a situation where she should be trying to build up a little something in her pocket. It's just getting under my skin. Like, yes, I will buy stuff from my job, but all the clothes I buy are for work. Plus I've never spent more than like $80 bucks at a time. And I've only bought clothes from there I think three times. And I've been there for almost four months. And yeah, I just bought a Steelers calendar, and a sweatshirt, but I don't do it ever single week, then find myself in the situation where I can't do anything until my next paycheck. I hate to say it, but that's just so... stupid. I know we're not high-rollers or anything like that, and I'm not calling her every weekend saying, "Shopping Spree!" I just wanted to spend some time and see a fucking movie! I need to find out why this is pissing me off so goddamn much. I mean, it's not like she's spending my money. But still, it's blowing the hell out of me.

That previous entry should have been called "The Emoticons Strike Back".

Well, I guess that'll be it for me this time, but...

He's like a china doll, he is.

I'm phasing.

Inappropriate
Mood:  not sure
Now Playing: Mash-ups
Everything and everyone is inappropriate. My computer is inappropriate. Work is inappropriate. Lisa is inappropriate. Marcus is inappropriate. The Steelers are inappropriate. Ben is inappropriate. And, can it be, that I am inappropriate?

I don't know what's wrong with this computer. I guess it's infected a crapload of spyware or something. It was being very special. Every time I got on it, it would totally freeze up at least twice a day, and it would have to be rebooted. That is so inappropriate.

That job is just... so... [expletive deleted]. Okay, we got this new guy, this is his second, maybe third week there. He started ringing yesterday. I've been there since fucking August, and I'm still on the floor. I was a little okay when Nikki started, but that is just rigoddamndiculous. I don't know, maybe it's an attitude thing, even though they get on Nikki for not being like courteous with the customers or something. True, I'm not that pressed to be behind the register, but damn if that's just cruddy. To be overlooked, twice. That is too inappropriate.

What the hell is wrong with the people I call my friends? Okay, I still haven't seen Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire. So I put out the call that I want to go see it on Saturday. Marcus never got back to me. We exchanged e-mails and whatnot. Then Lisa just said she was broke. Dude, she doesn't pay bills, her brother and his wife just revoked her mobile for like the second time because she wasn't paying for it. She said she'll go if I pay or if her boyfriend comes and pays. Goddamn it all. How does she not save at least like 20 bucks a week? Damn, that is inappropriate.

The Pittsburgh Steelers. Oh my damn. All I know is that they lost on Monday night. I don't know what the final score was, the margin of the loss, or anything. I just know it was bad. Probably like 53-7 or something. In fact, this week, I've been acting like football doesn't exist. No NFL Network, ESPN, NFL.com, MSN.Foxsports.com, ESPN.com, SI.com, NFL on Yahoo!, Steelers.com, Pittsburgh Post Gazette, or Steelers message boards for me this week. I just don't think I could handle it. I mean, I couldn't even get out of bed until after noon yesterday. Yes, it IS that serious. The biggest reason why is that we lost to the Ravens last week, so we actually needed to win on Monday just to stay tied for first place of our division. Oh well, we play the Bengals on Sunday. If we don't beat them, we can kiss the playoffs good-bye. So devastatingly inappropriate.

Ben Roethlisberger is an inappropriate bastard. Sexy as hell, but he is still inappropriate. Well, he got his first loss to someone not named Tom Brady. And while I do like Peyton Manning, it still smarts. But that's not why Ben is inappropriate. This... dude, is selling shirts on his official website that say "Mrs. Roethlisberger". I don't exactly know why this upsets me so much, but it does. Probably because he's realized that there are a million bitches gunning for him, and he (or someone) has decided to capitalize off of that. No matter whose idea it was, it is still inappropriate.

I think Jeremy Shockey is hot as hell. I always thought he was cute, but a certain shirt propelled that. Don't worry, it'll take a hell of a lot more than that to pry me away from Ben. But the fact that I've let someone give him some real, stiff competition. I am inappropriate.

In case you haven't noticed, I have a new favorite word. It comes from that place that I hate to go, and I'm forced to spend an extremely long 4 hours a day there. I just love the way my co-worker says it. And of course, I just had to adopt it. Besides, I was due, I had run the word "special" into the ground. But at the rate I'm going, this will die a faster death.

After much deliberation, I have decided that I will post a photo of Mr. Inappropriate. I'm only doing it because I'm curious....

Why does he need oxygen? He didn't do anything in this game. I guess all that cheering left him winded. If you can't tell, I'm still miffed about the shirt. It'll take me a while. The loss didn't help.

I'm phasing.

EDIT: OMG!! I am SO INAPPROPRIATE!!! I can't believe that I completely forgot!

WAR TONY STEWART!!! 2005 NEXTEL CUP CHAMPION!!!