How about a summary of what’s happened to me lately. I apologize in advance for any bad grammar you may see.
Saturday: Fussball. Went for a run in the rain and then some other stuff. I’m not sure what.
Sunday: Fussball, then over to Jeff and Jared’s to drop off a lasagna, then hung out in front of the coffee shop reading and listening to all the fuck faces driving around (but only after we watch Ortiz’s walk-off homer). I’m still amazed about how many people like yelling at pedestrians while driving in their automobiles. Would you say that if you were walking past me? If not then you should shut the fuck up. Then back to Jefred’s (Jarf’s?) place for some lasagna and some baseball watching… there being a doubleheader on. Then back home.
Monday: Went to work but was able to ‘watch’ the US v. Czech Rep. game with the MatchCast thing (found on the yahoo worldcup site). Work was kind of (mostly) a pain but I made it through til 4:45 when Jared picked me up and we had PBR’s and Dublin nachos for dinner (thank you Pabst for validating me… you don’t know how good it makes me feel). It was kind of romantic. This was followed by Softball. Well, sort of. We had batting practice but then only one guy from the other team showed up so we split our team in two and scrimmaged for little bit. Fun but not as fun as a actual game would have been. Then back home to watch Jeopardy and consume fluids, then a short trip to the library to pick up a book (just some tripe, but I’m thinking of reading ‘All Quiet on the Western Front’ next (translated version). Anyone read it?) on the way to the Arena. Hockey.
Hockey is fun. I ended up only playing center for one or two shifts (my face-offs are better) then got relegated to left wing where I was thoroughly unproductive; only two goals! Jared being the cause of both of these (to give props where props are due). Plus I had some really good passes to spring Jamie and had a couple of other scoring chances. Yeah! We ended up winning 3-0 with Jeff scoring our other goal. He put it in and was so surprised he took out the net; I thought he hurt himself but he’s okay. After the game it was off to the smoke-free (yeah) Barley Pub for a celebratory beers. I only had a 7-Up because a stick to my throat towards the end of the game had made it difficult for me to breath and painful to swallow, plus a little woozy. Finally we went home and I was forced to take a shower because I smelled like dead.
Tuesday: Woke up and did a little reading, took a shower and got dress. Jumped online to check my email and check out what time the train was leaving for Boston and get my reservation number. Lucky me, I missed my train. Fucking waste of $30. I hate it when I ‘m stupid. I ended up driving down to Revere and taking the Blue Line into Boston. Why was I going down to Boston? Well, I had an interview. Which reminds me my phone is in silent mode. I got down there a bit early so I walked around and found a pub that was showing the world cup (and full of Europeans, Brazilians and Japanese, which made lunch more interesting). The food was really good too and it only hurt a little bit to eat it! After that it was off to the interview, which I think went well. The build is beautiful, the people are nice, it’s in a really nice location (right next to the Fenway) and it would give me a really nice thing to put on my resume (plus they’d pay me more than $13/hr). If I do get offered it’ll be difficult to say no, though it will fuck up thing at my current job quite a bit. Then I went back home but first a rant:
Ahem. Fuck the MBTA. They forced me to buy a ‘CharlesTicket’ (minimum $5) to get on the T at Wonderland. But not one stop on the Green line between Hynes and Gov’t Center accepted the so called ‘CharlesTicket’ (I stopped at everyone) so I was forced to buy a token (after walking like 30 feet to find the nearest ATM). Bastards. There were several people standing next to the sign saying ‘This stop does not accept ‘CharlesTickets” holding tickets and looking confused, couldn’t they tell us ‘If you buy this ticket you will be fucked later. We hope you come back to Boston so you can use up the money we forced you to put on this ticket’. In case you were wondering I looked angry.
There were cows all over Boston for some reason (Merrill Lynch?). This was my favorite one:
Wednesday: What? It just started! Crap.
[Update] - Found out why there are cows. It’s a Jimmy Fund thing. There will be an auction in September if you want to buy me that COW!