A Few Thoughts on A Lot O'Stuff

Sadly, I haven't had much of interest, at least not anything really funny, going on around here lately, so the blog has been lacking for material. For that, I apologize. I really like writing here, I do, I promise, but I just feel like I have no direction lately with it. So, seeing as how I lack the gusto (did I just use that word? Oh well, the delete key is for pansies, so it sticks) to hammer out a real post, here's a bunch of little thoughts:

Once you get to 27 and a half, (listen, I can hear 30 knocking on the door, I know it's coming, so I'm measuring every step carefully) multiple consecutive days of even moderate drinking can really break you down. Somehow, I found it within me to have at least one drink everyday from last Tuesday through this past Sunday. Needless to say, I went to bed a little after 11 on Sunday, and slept STRAIGHT THROUGH to 10 AM on Monday.

My professor asked me after class last night to stay for a second. Has this ever actually worked out well for anyone? The stay after class request?? Well, for once, it may have. He wanted to give me a contact on a marketing job with a manufacturing company that a colleague had asked him if he knew anyone for. So, we'll see where that leads. I'm learning the lesson about getting my hopes up. As in, don't.

The Browns are AWFUL. I mean painfully bad. Sunday against Cincy was so bad that I sent Drew and Tony (who were, bless their souls, at the game) that said "I have a new idea for a website: www.jcribbsatqb.com" Yeah, that's Josh Cribbs, the Browns kick returner/Former QB at Kent State. And, really, it didn't seem like that bad of an idea after the 3rd interception. By the fourth one, I was practically ready to run home to register the domain name.

In fact, the Browns are so bad that some of us have taken to going to Johnny Malloy's on Sundays, so that we can watch other games as well, and maybe see what a REAL professional football team is supposed to look like. Oh, right, and they have $5 medium pizzas, which are quite good. I got mine with pepperoni and bacon. And I did NOT eat the whole thing myself, I did share. In fact, when mine came first, I told Bob and Carrie to go ahead and grab a slice if they wanted. Of course, Carrie misunderstood this to mean "Go ahead and take some before I even get my first slice out of there" But whatever.

By the end of this week, I will most likely have super terrific carpal tunnel syndrome from all the papers I'm writing. Blogging and emailing all day probably doesn't help that, huh?

I put in a request for a new computer desk for Christmas from the parents this year. This one is a mess, it's too small, and it's falling apart. The keyboard shelf falls down at least once a day, and I smashed my toe once with it. Super.
Plus, perhaps I'll be motivated to actually clean this one up if I have to clean it off to throw it out.