Jun 03, 2006 15:20
I'm really tired. I'm tired of BEING tired. I'm tired of my hand. It hurts. I'm tired of teammates that like to piss me off Tino. I'm tired of exes that hint I'm still with them Vanessa. I'm tired of friends that say I don't love them and that I don't care.Sally. Because I obviously do. I'm tired of my bland interviews. I'm tired of the media. I don't believe I, Alex, or Carlos are the most overrated players in baseball. I can speak on behalf of myself and Alex, and I know we work hard everyday and we're under the microscope constantly playing in New York with overblown salaries. It's bull.
I love to win. Which we've done alot lately and last nite was obviously the cherry on top of a chocolate-covered banana split, with all the injuries and "stomach viruses" (just kidding). I needed to vent all that.
So. I'm in the Baltimore clubhouse. I'm bored. Alex is still laying on his stomach on a bench. Sheffy is awaiting his next child. Even though it's not popping out for awhile. I don't have the heart to tell him it's not coming in the next 15 minutes. Moose is swearing at a television, I have no idea what's up with him. Robbie and Melky are lining Bernie's clothes with shaving cream. I swear, they're giggling schoolgirls. I have no idea where everyone else is.
Hm. I'm rooming with Johnny since he's hilarious and I like him better than all of you. (kidding) No, but we do have a blast everyday and he's a clown but he doesn't stir up trouble. I'm thinking we all need to party tonight. I don't know where the best Baltimore clubs are so someone will have to pick a place.
Sally, I'm sorry and I'll have to make it up to you. I saw The Break Up last nite and it hit me. I don't want that to happen to us. XOXO.