May 13

Man, I'm feeling a bit tired tonight. Probably should of went to bed an hour ago, but it's hard when you're not at your house. I haven't actually been back home until right now. Full day of work, visiting a friend at work, food, and the 13 inning Tigers game (which we lost). Crazy. As far as work is concerned, after going pretty smoothly yesterday, you knew something was going to happen. And it did. And it's causing me to go in early tomorrow morning. Basically...people got pissed. Haha. It's funny, really. Some people just don't realize that when you only have 30 seconds to fill for a spot it's hard to find extra time to put 30 more seconds of information. Amazing concept, I know. Also, it'd be wonderful if they gave us more than, oh, the day of to put an entirely new spot together. Again...hahaha. Amazing. On the bright side, Mr. Kennedy stopped on by while we were in a mad rush and checked out the work place. I told him I need to get him in there with another computer next to me. We'd get so much more accomplished and things that go down like today wouldn't be as stressful. Oh wells. Only time will tell on that.

After work I jumped in the car and headed to see Brandon. After a nice shift at work we went out to Buffalo Wild Wings for some grub. It was delicious. Funny thing about that trip was I was starting to get sleepy. In fact, I was on my way home when I remembered Brad had told me to get a hold of him when I finished up. So considering I was almost home at this point, I just drove a little ways down to his place and rang the door bell. We hung out for a bit, watched some NBA action and, like I mentioned before, the Tigers lose. And somewhere in between all of this I saw the Penguins/Capitals end score. Wow. Talk about domination. Sorry Caps fans, but you'll have to wait another year.

I'm lying in bed right now and my eyelids feel like they're being forced open with a fast-weakening rubber band. It's only a matter of time until the elastic is going to give out and I'll be able to rest. I hope it comes sooner than later.

You know how they say love never comes to you when you're looking. Well they're right. It comes to you when you've turned your head to blow away a fly. By the time you realize it, it's too late and love has you in it's cross-hairs. And love isn't using some weak little sling-shot. No, love has itself a semi-automatic carbon-fiber assault rifle, and it's firing round after round into you. But you don't feel pain. You feel...different. And then you look back and see her, and it's game over. Thanks a lot, love. Way to play fair. Sneaking up all unexpected like. How about you give a brother a chance?

Haha. Just to let anyone who's reading this know, the above was completely meaningless. I'm that tired right now. I'm literally writing anything that comes to the top of my head. Nothing makes sense. AHHHHH. I can also guarantee there are a few grammatical and spelling errors above, but I'm too tired to care. No joke, I literally fell asleep for a minute there. I woke up and my right ring finger was holding down the up-arrow key on my laptop.

One sheep, two sheep, red sheep, blue sheep,

B