Good Mourning

(Sidebar- i started writting this at 8:54am but i stopped to eat breakfast and read the morning paper...now please read on).

 Its early on a sunday morning, a little too early perhaps. Why am i up this early? I'm glad u asked...for starters, the sun is shining bright on the silent majesty of a winter's morn... the clean, cool chill is in the holiday air... and theirs an asshole in his bathrobe emptying a chemical toilet into my sewer..lol i love that movie...but reall, why am i even awake let alone writting a journey right now? Well its anybody's guess really, but i'll try and help to narrow down the choices. Maybe its the fact that the clocks were set back an extra hour. OR perhaps it's because i woke up to the tune of my stomach gurgling and have been in and out of the bathroom like it was a manhatten phone booth...OR perhaps its because im getting myself over excited about something that will prob leave me more devastated than the time monday night raw was canceled in favor of the western county dog show. Like i said, its any1s guess.

Last night was the costume/Holla-ween party at party central (aka the mirenda house). It was a fun time. Their were quite a few good costumes...my favorites include the corona/lime combo of tony and meg, the plug and socket- brad and gina, and ron bergandy- james. I went as a bum. Not very original i know, but it was quick and easy and i love that combination.... I was originally going to go as bill clinton but after 5 mins that mask was hotter than africa so i decided to bum it. But this bum was wearing bling bling by the end of the nite cuz myself and brad (who im sure is happy i mentioned him twice already) are the b-pong champions. Thats right kids, ur reading about a legacy here. We've demolished boston and we took 2 out of 3 from ny...We're running wild.

It was a good crowd too, aside from my arch nemisis showing up. This guy always seems to pop up at the wrong time,  (then again is there ever a good time to see an arch nemisis aside from watching him getting hit by a train thats going mach 3 speed? i think not)...he's like a pimple..but he thinks hes a pimp. kinda of funny huh? but it wasnt that bad cuz we didnt even talk which is great b/c i didnt have to fall vicitim to hearing his voice...i know im being really mean right now and i shouldnt be... for some reason i hate this kid and he really hasnt done anything to me except exist. which is why im not totally anti-abortion. but whatever- good crowd otherwise..

I think i might have drank alittle too much last nite, and thats probably a first for me. Not that i was drunk or throwing up but i was buzzed and did some stupid things..For one i said something that i thought was quiet enough so that no one would have heard it....but it turns out i would have been better off using a friggen megaphone. What's worse is that its was in the direction of someone that i really care for and could have either screwed myself or given me new life... only time will tell. I'm obviously hoping for the latter but i got a bad feeling...the kind of feeling that involves me staying home on weekends watching meg rayn and julia roberts movies and sobbing to myself. I dont want to elaborate too much more on this right now but its a lot more complicated than i've described....stay tuned. Another stupid thing i did was wrestling with bert. Aside from the fact that hes a good 30 lbs more than me and could actually crush me, it was also stupid cuz it ended the party...and thats something i cant help but feel guilty for.

By the way- i took myself off block and 2 random IM's later- im back.

I have to go to a wake today. My cousin's grandmather passed away so instead of going at nite we've decided to go in the afternoon. It's obviously not my ideal sunday but i gotta pay my respects.