I want a pool pass 'cause that's what I want to do

I'm all gushy and pathetic today. End thought.

I got it all done at work yesterday. I worked late all week to make sure I was caught up, and yesterday went by fast, and was a breeze. I didn't even hate being there yesterday. It was just fine. There's this gray cat sitting next to me... not sure what his intentions are , but he's looking like he's got some kind of plan in mind. He's looking diabolical to say the least. He's gone now... but not before making me second guess what his motives were. I think he was going to kill me... little rat bastard.

I left work yesterday at 3:30pm and managed to stooge a ride home from one of the guys. It's always nice not to have to take the bus, and there might be a little tiny part of me that feels some shame in saying "Hey XYZ coworker... any chance you could drop me off at my house which is clearly out of your way?" Oh well. If someone would have asked me when I was with a car, I would have been happy to oblige.

I came home, and took a shower, and left within about 15 minutes. I was running low on time to get back to Hatfield, and I really mowed through cleaning myself up for Friday night. I met Drew at the bar at 4:30, and we drank a few beers and shot the shit. Maria and Emily came out around 5:30 or so, and we continued drinking beers. Maria left before it was too late, and everyone else followed suit not too long after. Emily came back to the house at night and I made grilled cheese sandwiches with tomato and fell asleep watching the $100,000 Pyramid. That show is crap. Oh well... there's never anything on at 1am, but the sandwich really hit the spot. Around 7am i took a car ride to collect some things, and I can't find my sweatshirt. I need to search that out... I'm not sure where it is, but I know exactly where it isn't. In my house.

I just got a call from Mike Nez saying that Justin has extra tickets for the Phillies vs Mets game today. There's many a good part about this. The tickets are free, which is totally a price I can get into. They are also 4 rows off the field. I can certainly get into that. Hopefully someone might want to hang out tonight, but if so I don't think I'd be getting home until 8ish, and hopefully that's not too late. I guess I'll find out.

No swine flu as of yet, I'm working on it... I hope I don't give up on it before it gives up on me. I announced to several strangers at the bar the other night that i had the Swine Flu, and one upstanding gentlemen said "I'm going to go out and get my gun out of the truck and take care of this critter." I've never been called a critter, to the best of my knowledge, let alone having that word round out a sentence where some dude was threatening to shoot me. Good times.

I've got to get myself a little bit cleaned up now, find a baseball jersey, get a poncho, and prepare to head down and watch some baseball. Have fun, blog, I intend on doing the same.