Back from the (tribute to the) dead

To the non-wrestling fans of this blog, thanks for sticking with me the last week or so. To the wrestling fans, thanks for coming out in packs to pay tribute. Onto some new stuff.


Song For Today:
When I'm Gone
- Eminem


A Video Game

Indigo Prophecy is officially done, I finished it on Saturday. It's quite a good game, and it's got a good story for anyone who really wants to enjoy a game. It's different, I invite you to go check it out. Anyone got any reccomendations for what my next VG conquest should be?


A Box Set

The Shield is an awesome show... if you haven't checked it out, I invite you to pick up the first season and try not to get hooked. It's awesome... only a few weeks 'till 24 S4 comes out, too. These are definately my two favourite treadmill shows so far.


A Juiced-Up Monkey Ass

Speaking of treads, me and Double-U have a plan to hit the gym everyday before evening classes in January. He's says he's going to, quote, juice my monkey ass up, unquote. I'm not sure what that means, but there are so many ways that this could be bad.


Eat My X-Mas Panteloons

Who else has their X-Mas shopping done?

Didn't think so.

Eat it.


Sleepy Sicky

Man, did I feel like Buckshot last night. Not the gun fodder, the dude that used to be on CFCN. F*ck that guy. In other words, I felt crappy. So I went to bed at about 8:30. So I got about 10.5 - 11 hours sleep last night. I still feel iffy, but that helped quite a bit.

Oh, and before I get off this topic, I'd like to send a "thanks" to my sister Heather, who apparently replied with a "what a dork" when seeing my sign on the basement door that I wasn't feeling well and went to bed early.

Yes, it is quite tragic that old Heather couldn't go downstairs and do her typical 10:30 PM run on the treadmill, or watch Sex & The City at full volume until midnight even though her brother in the very next room with paper-thin walls has to get up early. Or have a nice loud 2 hour phone conversation on the basement phone when I'm sleeping even though there's several other portable phones in the house.

I'm very sorry that my illness had to inconvenience you, baby sister. Perhaps I could avoid getting sick if I we're to take cues from you and have several hour-long catnaps every day.


Vaya Con Mizzle

Mizzle is down in Mexico this week, possibly having sex with a lot of American girls. Or possibly a lot of Mexican girls. Or possibly both types of girls. Or possibly none.

Although when he tried to hit on the clerk in the SwimCo, I'm pretty sure she assumed we we're gay because I was telling him that brighter colors look better on board shorts. She walks up just as I'm telling him how pastel board shorts are bad, and she asked Mizzle if he was going somewhere. He said yes. And she looked at me and was all like, "Is he leaving you here all by yourself?" And I'm all like, "Yeah, can you believe... ooooh." Then she smiled and walked away. Dammit. Not that there's anything wrong with that, it just kinda kills his credibility with her.

The worst part about women assuming they're gay is not that they think you're gay, it's that there's always the possibility that after you leave, they're like "Man, too bad he's gay. I would loved to have (insert action of your choice here) his (insert male body part here) in the dressing room."

I felt good to give Mizzle a new possible prospet for when he gets back, though... and I think he feels pretty good about it too.

So before I head out... here's Mizzle's fairwell message to us:
Well, this is it, I'm all packed up and ready to go. Nothing left but the sleeping... I hope you guys are all enjoying the weather you experienced this morning, and more importantly the weather you will have for the next week... how will mine be? Just check the weather network, that way you'll know if I'm sippin some coronas by the water or fighting to be the alpha male as a hurricane rips through my adoptive village leaving nothing but wreckage and horror.


Quote For Today:
"What happens in Mexico... usually ends up on the internet."
- Mizzle


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