In constant sorrow

In constant sorrow...

So Tuesday is just about done and I just posted my first post of the week? I don’t know why I’ve been slacking off in the blogging scene. I’m sorry EB, I’m just not motivated to write about stuff but I do enjoy reading your entries. It’s like Bridget Jones Diary, without the whole dodgy British men and big knickers! I was thinking about all the post I erased when I deleted my first blog, I had some real good stuff on there, I guess I’m sad I didn’t print them out, it feels like a good joke that’s lost its punch line. Anyways, I have a confession to make, are you ready? Well apparently my cool head has gone on a vacation. I punched the TV the other day, it was a draw! I didn’t break my hand and the T.V was still intact. I really don’t know what to say about it, perhaps I’m like my alter ego, Cisco, a man full of passion and emotion that isn’t exhibited in a very constructive manner.

On a side note I made some dinner yesterday for myself and it felt gooood… I made some Penne Pasta with Vodka Sauce and some French bread. Sorry, no veggie were killed in the operation.

Ugh, I just got yet another invite to play Fantasy Football, I don’t like playing games like that because I don’t like the whole scene. Guys watching games to see how there players do… and its worse when they favorite teams are playing against there players for that week. I don’t care enough to play…

Anywho…I’m tired and its time to get outta here.

I’ll continue to fight to live the dream…