Feb 01, 2008 20:10
DigitalLove1983 (7:46:15 PM): i love you
ERlC11 (7:46:51 PM): you love me?
DigitalLove1983 (7:47:00 PM): yeah
ERlC11 (7:47:06 PM): well thanks
DigitalLove1983 (7:47:10 PM): why can't a guy tell his best friend he loves him?
ERlC11 (7:47:12 PM): you're not so bad yourself
ERlC11 (7:47:13 PM): haha
DigitalLove1983 (7:47:25 PM): boop
ERlC11 (7:47:27 PM): you want to go up to the rooftop?
DigitalLove1983 (7:47:46 PM): we should've seen that movie together
ERlC11 (7:47:50 PM): yeah
DigitalLove1983 (7:47:53 PM): but you had to get a girlfriend
DigitalLove1983 (7:47:57 PM): and move to california
ERlC11 (7:47:59 PM): instead i watched it with meredith while my mom was in the room
ERlC11 (7:48:00 PM): it was awkward
DigitalLove1983 (7:48:01 PM): way to ruin the dream
ERlC11 (7:48:02 PM): haha
ERlC11 (7:48:09 PM): you're the one who never wanted to have band practice!
DigitalLove1983 (7:48:28 PM): you're the one who didn't have equipment
DigitalLove1983 (7:48:38 PM): all you wanted to do was drink and play fifa
DigitalLove1983 (7:48:46 PM): i was professional about it
ERlC11 (7:48:54 PM): you didn't have equipment either
DigitalLove1983 (7:49:18 PM): well I would have, if I didn't spend all of my money on beer and videogames to try and impress you
ERlC11 (7:49:28 PM): haha, aw
ERlC11 (7:49:34 PM): you don't have to try to impress me
Man, so the Ridgmar shift yesterday wasn't all bad. I sort of had a thing for the manager. She was hot, but I narmed, as I often do in life.
Played in the most comical soccer game of my life. The asshole of our team played with a dislocated shoulder, so he was running the field like the Hunchback of Notre Dame, the other teams keeper kicked a ball into the back of one of our players which deflected in his goal. To top off the hilarity, at one point my team was 9 goals ahead and one of the opposing defenders felt it was necessary to stop everything he was doing to yell at his teammates for a good five minutes. He was throwing his balled fists into the air screaming, "C'mon guys! Don't give up! Get your asses running! This team sucks! Help out or get off the field!" We sucked so bad that we won by 13 to 5. The 4 goals I let in were assisted by my team, so they really don't count.
And while I'm talking about soccer, I'm probably going to fight my good friend Nick Rainone. You see, Nick is a Newcastle United fan and I'm a Leeds United fan. We would normally have nothing to argue over since his team is in the Premiership and my team is in League One, but as my team was making great strides to get promoted the the Championship (the league between our two teams, think like a minor league team in America or better yet the ABA to the NBA) and Newcastle fucking poached our coach for one of their board positions! What the fuck! I mean, he was small and rubbish, but still, continuity can often lead to success in football. We definately didn't need to lose our coach when we were fighting for automatic promotion! GRRRR! I want to burn the toon doon!
Surfing the web, I was relieved to see that a lot of people have the same sexual attraction to the D.A.'s on Law & Order SVU that I do. There are whole websites devoted to it. I think a lot of it is women with brains, walking around in business attire, putting their glasses in their mouths and yelling at pervs all the time. What's not to like? C'mon! You know you would! Totally!