Just Whatever: March 2006

Sunday, March 05, 2006

The artistical sense that sits within is guided by a light that shines in the wrong direction. Light going up is quizzical at best. What for and why and who the fuck do you think you are? In time we will all vanish and our hope will be demolished. I just farted and it smells pretty bad. The toxic fumes escaping my intestines will soon be the largest contributor to eating away the ozone layer. Hypothetically speaking, who fucking cares? I like chocolate cake when it is made properly. Eating fish is a sign of bad taste buds. Lets eat something that we have to dip in some type of sauce to give it a non-fishy flavor. Like adding steak sauce to steak...what a waste of meat. Different types of steaks need to be cooked different amounts of time to bring out the best flavor thus avoiding the burial in thick dark sauces.

No more to write. Time to go to sleep.

Friday, March 03, 2006

The most wonderful time

It is so very refreshing to wake up in the morning. I have never experienced anything like this before. The morning following an evening with Mendi I always wake up with a smile on my face and she is the first thing I think about when I wake. Last night her and Kenzie and myself all went to dinner at Applebees. I had the absolute best time with them. Before dinner I gave Kenzie the Barbie that I bought for her and she loved it. At dinner she sat by me while we were eating and she wanted to eat my food. So I fed her and it was so cute. We all three colored in her coloring book and giggled and had the best time. After dinner we went back to my house and watched Kenzie play. She is so adorable when she plays with Macy...or anytime. It amazes me how well we all mesh. Sometimes it seems like we have been together all along.

It is pretty much Heaven on Earth. Every day gets better. She never fails to do something else impressive. I definitely think she will be a round for a long while.

On other notes, baseball tryouts are coming up shortly. I need to get a lot more work inbefore I go out there. I definately do not want to be rusty. My arm will be the biggest problem. I have beenhitting much more than throwing. We'll see what happens.

Thursday, March 02, 2006

It's all worth while

Every time I have messed up in the past or any decision I made that, at the time, I thought was a poor decision has turned out to put me in a place I enjoy.

That is all.