played a tournament in shulenburg, tx. won the first game, beatin the second game, and the damn rain came in the fifth inning of the game i played this morning, and the other team was ahead when the officials called it, so we lost. technically. aw who am i kidding, we were down by 3. but we still had 2 innings left, so who knows. anyhoo, i didn't think i'd be home in time to go to the norma jean/underoath show, but i am. and bret is too tired from his trip and he had already planned on hanging with emily after she gets off work and he didn't plan on me being in town. oh the fuck well. anyhoo. i havn't smoked in 3 days, which some of you jerks would give me a gold star for, but i think it sucks. damn prohibition. so i'm jonesing for a spliff. oh well, prolly tough shitskies for the next couple days. i'll live. in other news.... there is no other news. peace love and marijuana sauce... ps. to the random anonymous person, The Last Starfighter played at the the same show as ...By The End of Tonight, and they owned, till ...Tonight played, but the definetally came away with second place.