AUTHOR: tbooty DATE: 6/15/2004 08:34:00 PM ----- BODY:

~i can't even BEGIN to tell you how firetruckin' THRILLED i am to see the hated/loathed/despised lakers LOSE in 5 (they should have been swept!) to the detroit pistons. now. mind you. as i told ms. zoot today it's not that i really care about the pistons per se. this total unadulterated glee? comes from how freakin' much i HATE HATE HATE the lakers! (i feel the EXACT same way about the yankees, and i felt the same about the bulls) i haven't been this happy about a sporting event since the florida marlins beat the yankees in the world series. but this level of glee? is not ONLY because the lakers lost. it is because they got their asses HANDED to them. and not just once. the whole series they had their asses kicked up and down the floor. but tonight? to lose by (with 1:59 left in the game) +20 points? priceless! i freakin' LOVE IT! ok. enough of that. (although, the shots alone of shaq (that big gorilla) sitting on the bench looking so depressed? pure gold to me!) ok. seriously? i'm done now.

~apparently there is going to be a BIG revelation on beth's blog today. make sure you check it out.

~can i tell ya'll (see ms. beth? i told you i'd do it this way!) that i HATE wearing my glasses 24/7?? i have to wear them everyday until i have my lasik surgery. this should not be a problem, however since i took my contacts out on thursday night i have had a headache EVERY freakin' day. this is not acceptable to me. i can't even go workout since everyone knows that working out while you have a headache isn't the smartest thing to do. and i've been told that i will be forbidden from working out for at least a week after the surgery. that (and the headaches) is the only thing that i'm not loving about having the surgery. oh well. what can you do?

~so remember i told ya'll 'bout my friend that forgot to leave the key for me so i could get in to feed the dogs? she called me tonight. wanted to know if i was able to get in to feed the puppies. i just HAD to give her shit for forgetting to put the key out. i told her that i had to BREAK IN to the house. but she knew better. she knew that the door was unlocked. well, she didn't KNOW, but she had a pretty good idea that it was. it was funny. i had to give her a hard time. it's ok though. she's my girl, so she knows that if it had been reversed, she'd be giving me just as much shit as i gave her. it's all good.

~ok, so i admit i got sucked back into watching days of our lives (dool) once i found out that all of the "victims" of the serial killer were really still alive! now. i used to watch this show during it's heyday when i was in high school. i loved this show. i couldn't get enough dool. when it ended on friday afternoon, i couldn't wait until monday came so i could see what happened on the "cliff-hanger". (kinda the way i am about alias now, come to think of it.) it's still a nice distraction from reality. my one complaint? how freakin' long can they drag out one story line? i mean come on! how long can brady live in the mansion with his step-grandmother (who lusts after him no less) and not see that the beotch had his grandfather killed? i mean DUH! oh well. i guess that's what happens in soap land. maybe someday i'll stumble across an island where all the people that i love that have died will actually be living on. what? it could happen. "yeah. and monkeys could fly outta my butt." --------