May 26, 2005 22:43
Why are some of my teammates so mean? I thought we're supposed to be a family. I can see why Omar cries late at night. This morning he called me and asked if I would go shopping with him at Nordstroms. I knew he was going to get some ugly lamee shirt, but I said it would be fine. Who am I to turn down some free friend time?
Well, while he was perusing the racks of Nordstrom's "incredibly tacky" department, he poured his heart out. I'm not going to go word-for-word on this, but he basically said he found a notebook with the words "How to eliminate Omar and Elly" written across the front and an Armani tag and icing inside. Then he went on this rant of how someone lit his lucky red pants on fire and then put it up on the flagpole during spring training. I promised Omar I'd be his friend forever, or at least until he stops supplying the Fun Dip. He said he thought I was cool, and we stopped at Costco before returning to his apartment complex. He had one of the workers get a forklift and take the entire stock of Fun Dip and licorice for him. It's awesome. I think we'll be friends for a long time.
I don't think I'll be friends with SOME people very long, though. SOMEONE is making me crazy. Normally, I'm a very passive soul, but he's pushing my buttons way too much. I think I'll be planning my next prank soon. It'll involve a couple chickens, some fireworks, and Ray Durham.