where are all the soccer moms?

dear soccer tournament: i hate you. you clog the parking lot on the day im at work alone, you make a mess of the fields, you turn drivers into retards, and make me stay overtime cause the dude in charge cant remember to leave the key at the park.
dear overtime pay: i love that i get 10 hours of you this week which means an extra $200.

now that that's out of the way...

so i get home, turn on me compy, took a shower, came back into my room, saw that barbara had added me to msn. at least i think she did cause when i clicked the mouse everything went fucking B-A-N-A-N-A-S BANANAS! soooo...if'n you did, and want to add me again and this time ill give my screen an evil eye if it starts to act up...lol

then when i reboot, i check Cheese. i check cheese stats and i swear to god i thought i was looking at the wrong site meter page. who goes from like around 40 hits a day to over 1500? insaaaaaane!
then i checks Email. got one from Pierce, Tony Pierce (ooooo james bond like) about the anthem video from Game Four. aha, sudden steroid like jump in visitors to the havarti of the internet solved. thanx for the linkage dude! it totally stinks that he got canned by buzznet! wtf? who would do that? retards.

im eating homemade pizza...i have three slices...ok two cause i ate one...my dad just came in a put down a bowl of pudding and now i cant decide whether to continue with the pizza eating or start on the pudding...

so while i was directing a gong show of traffic what were others up to i wonder...

playing with lego
visiting the dump
smuggling grapes
swimming in pee
flying over cuckoos feel better btw.
taking in his daily protein
quoting greeks
redecorating
tattooing
rejoicing merrily because edmonton won
playing with fruit
starting up the personals
tuning his engine

so im lazy. admit it, you are too a lot.

how about a bite of pizza then a bite of pudding...that works...alternate.

i think that parking lots cause people to degenerate into subhumanoids. seriously, think about it. theres a big event, the lot is full, but people insist on fucking circling and circling and circling, driving around in their fucking hummers and suvs trying to fit into a parking space meant for a fiesta. GO PARK IN THE OTHER FUCKING PARKING LOT THAT ISNT FULL AND HAS MORE WIDE OPEN SPACE FOR YOUR BIG PIECE OF SHIT WASTE OF METAL!!!

even the idle threat of sicking county bylaw on them doesnt always deter them. my job description doesnt say anything about parking enforcement, but i end up doing it anyway cause if i dont the fucking place will go to shit.

this is a brilliant idea and you should all take part.

i watched the oilers kill teh ducks with ally last night. after the game we were talking and she said that im lucky cause i have a good life and have always had a good life. she didnt think she was so lucky. i told her i thought she was, she has a cool ass little girl who knows how to cheer for the oilers, an amazing poet and is starting her own business. im a student still semi living in my parents basement, i cut grass to pay for school, and am starting to believe im destined to be a permanent student. i guess it all depends on what your take on lucky is.
im pretty sure two years ago when i had to move out west again i wouldnt have said i was lucky.
im pretty sure when i had to let ash go because of that i would have told you to fuck off if you mentioned i was lucky.
its weird, cause im starting to settle into a comfprtable little zone in my head, and in four months it'll burst again and things get to start again. i think i'll be able to deal better this time though cause in the last two years i think ive learned how to mellow out and just take the world as it comes at me. dont worry be happy ya'll.
fuck i just said y'all...dude...
i used to hate saying dude. i remember the interim years after the end of the 80s and the mid 90s when no one would have dared say that word.

shakalakalakalaka.

im out for now. go sabres.

where are all the soccer moms?