Nothing new here, just figured that since this is a once in a lifetime thing about this site actually being up, I might as well take advantage of it and write something since one of my friends tells me that I never update it so she can't comment on it, but that's beside the point. My roommate and his stupid g/f are still in that "we're so in love that we do everything together and make people who are single hate us with an undying passion" phase of their relationship. I get by just by making jokes about them at their expense. They don't like it, but it's not like they have any way to get back at me. I've also come to a realization: not one of my friends, none of them at all, has the ability of both being a girl and having the ability to not suck at sports. Seriously. I can say that I'm friends with maybe 20 girls (...goddamn "friend zone"), and not one of them has decent athletic ability. Proof of this? I'm stuck putting together some team for this thing on campus this weekend. Three of the people on the team have to be girls, which would be fine except for the fact that the only two girls I know who are any good at sports aren't going to be up here. (Come on, who puts their boyfriend before a friend who hits on them when they're drunk? Get ur priorities in order here). But anyway, yeah, none of the girls I'm friends with has a decent amount of athletic ability. I'm going to edit that a little bit and add this: "none of the girls I talk to, except for the one that I talk to but wouldn't do it for any reason" See...that's called "covering your ass"...I've gotten good at it. I'd say shout-outs here like some people do, but those things get on my nerves. I mean, you name a couple people and then the people you don't name feel pissed cause they're not mentioned. Well, this isn't a shout-out, it's kind of a fact: Erin...your senior pictures seriously, very hot. Your boyfriend is a lucky, lucky bastard. (Kidding about the bastard part if you get pissed about that) Anyway, I'm done, and I'm gonna get going, so...later. JOSH: That was my mom. My brother's in a play. BRIAN: What play? JOSH: Ghandi. BRIAN: Ghandi's a play? JOSH: Yeah, well...they added a couple songs.