written on 19 Jan
at 2237 hrs

*You're standin' on the doorstep in the rayn 'cuz you couldn't wait to see me once again.* -Melissa Etheridge

FYI, just because I generally say "'cuz" and not "because", I am not a moron.

Oakland sucks.
Yes, yes they do. Way to rep the AFC West, y'bitches. Give me a damn break. Charles Woodson can lick the dirt off my Ed's cleats. Yes, yes he can. Hopefully Julie is rejoicing with me.
Oh, what, we're talking about the Raiders? In that case, let me tell you how hott Jon Gruden is. So hott that I would probably fly to Oakland and get my ass kicked around by some serious Fraider fans, just to be on his turf. I'm normally not a huge fan of visors, but he can rock the visor like no other. Even tonight in the snow, like a stupid boy.

Oh, what, we're talking about Jons? In that case, let me tell you how hott Jon Stewart is. And funny. I would rock him, too. Yep.

I We could go on forever, but Ben would just end up telling me about how he's going to make out with that prissy little blonde bitch on Monday Night Football, 'cuz even though I have about thirty times the number of people I want to make out with, that one little snot that he wants to make out with cancels 'em all out.

Man updated today. Woo!

I just talked to her boy for a big minute, which was good. I miss our friendship. I also wrote him a fairly huge letter.

I think I had a bunch more to say, but I forget what it all was. Oh, right.

I'm gonna peace out to finish answering my questions for the ever-so-cool One-on-One. Doug rocks.

I'll kick that Melissa girl's ass, though. Seriously.