Let's never fight again

I got some of my shit moved. Still a ton to get though. In the ensuing week or so I'll get that taken care of.

Devin was supposed to show last night but alas he never did. Drag. But not really. I think it mighta cramped his style.

My apartment is a fucking mess. My roomies left so much crap to get and so much to clean up. It's gonna be ridiculous getting this place cleaned up. Gee, thanks, guys.

Moving out is kinda depressing in a way anyway. I mean, just moving all your old stuff....just doesn't really feel all that great anyway. Having all the extra crap to do just adds on to it.

In any event, things are pretty great otherwise. Lacy makes me very happy and it just feels great to spend time with her. Always. I hope it never gets old.

28 days until Keith is 21.

That's pretty much Rocky V

The Red Sox are playing the Royals, they brought Arroyo into relieve, and he just walked the bases loaded in the 11th with one out. Great.

I decided that everything deserves a rating based on Rocky movies. If something's Rocky I, it's damn good. If something's Rocky II, it's pretty cool. Rocky III, good, but not great. Rocky IV, ok, but kinda crappy. Rocky V, pure shit.

Right now the Red Sox are looking like Rocky IV.

I had a pounding ass headache earlier but I took some Excedrin and now I just feel dopey.

Today I was sitting in my chair and leaned back only to tilt to far and fall on the floor. I kinda broke one of Lacy's computer speakers, and I offered to pay for new ones, but I guess they still work, so it's cool. She's awesome and I miss her already.

And the Red Sox just lost. To the god damn worst in the Majors Kansas City Royals. Fuckin' A. Congrats Arroyo. You've reached Rocky V status.

I need a nap. I've got a live fantasy football draft at 6 AM and I've got to be ready.