I think, at this point, writing in the journal is a pointless excersize (of egoism).

oh, man I'm tired.
But everyone do the Day of Silence this year.

I love it when you get that feeling that everything is going to be all right.
It makes me feel so nice.

Erghhhh... yard work.
And car washing.
ergh, physical labor.

I'm so tired, but I'm so pumped about the show that I don't care.
Guys, I'm excited that this is going so well... I hope it keeps going this way.
Please come see it, people have really said good things about it.

I almost forgot why I like theater.
Now I remember.

Things never to do again:
-Drink an espresso at 10 PM
-Stay up for 30 hours writing a quarter paper
-Eat an entire burrito and then do the previously said actions

My ipod just deleted all the songs on its memory.
And my hockey team just lost league playoffs in last place.
I feel I have the duty to bitch and moan to everyone on LJ.
Thank you for reading.

So I won my game last night and my team made it to league playoffs (woot!).
But on my way home, I decided to stop by Kyra's and there were cops out front.
What happened you guys?

My brother and I decided that if I married Angela Ruggiero from the USA Olympic team, neither of us would have to change our initials. And we could confuse people.

Its wierd not playing soccer after I've done it for so long.
Hm.
Can't tell if I like this or not.