Fuck Valentine's Day
Before I go on a rant about how I absolutely hate Valentine's Day, It was really cool for Jeff and Katie to come over and visit on Thursday night. We caught up on the last six months and had some good laughs. Friday I went out wit Pete and The Gat to the Walter Camp Fan Fest. Every year this autograph signing for some of college footballs premier players gets gayer and gayer. The only player there that looked like he would be really cool was Robert Gallery and he is fucking tall. I am 6'3" and he is 6'7" and he stood over me like David versus Goliath. We then went to Taco Bell where everybody got sick from that food, I ate a burrito that I thought tasted like shit, so I asked Pete and The Gat to take a bite. The Gat concluded that it tasted like grass. Interesting comment.
Now for Valentine's Day...Little bit of a history of Valentine's Day letdowns for myself. Sophomore year in high school, I plan to go on a date with Jamie Salemme she is mad hot, she stood me up. The following year Maria Patten and I couldn't go out because she still kinda had a boyfriend. Senior year I decide to try and give it another try with Jamie Salemme and once again I get stood up. Freshman year of college I finally get a girlfriend, beautiful wonderful girl named Jessica. She comes down with the flu, I don't really wanna go over her house and watch her puke all night, but I finally decide to go over and spend the night with my wifey, so I go over and knock on the door for about 5 minutes, no answer I left her presents on the porch step. Next day I get a phone call and we broke up. All because of miscommunication. Fast forward to yesterday...I decided I would call this girl I really really like up on Wendsday and ask her if she would like to come over for V-Day and I'd cook her dinner, we'd watch movies and hang out and stuff. The next day I call her and ask her if she gave the proposition any thought, she said she did and she'd get back to me, Friday I couldn't get a hold of her. So I decided to take some action on Saturday and go out and prepare for her to come over by getting a haircut, getting the groceries and all that shit. To kill some time me and The Gat even went job hunting at Universal Ave. But 5 o'clock in the afternoon came and still no call, but I had my hopes that some sort of phone malfunction had happened and I just needed to wait so I still showered and got dressed. 6 o'clock, 7 o'clock, 8 o'clock...then it happened the phone rang, but it was my dad...so I called up my boys and we went to Central Connecticut and dilly dallied up there, I met some of Horn's friends Ray and Matt to wicked cool kids, turns out one of my friends from school Gustavo has played soccer wit Ray his whole life and Ray even goes to Tuxedo Junction and 11 often which are my two favorite clubs, so we might head down there this weekend. So to sum this fuckin entry up I sorta kinda got stood up for a 5th year in a row. Im depressed and at the same time raging pissed...But on the bright side for the first time this year the Los Angeles Kings are on national television so thats what I'm about to watch...PCE
Now for Valentine's Day...Little bit of a history of Valentine's Day letdowns for myself. Sophomore year in high school, I plan to go on a date with Jamie Salemme she is mad hot, she stood me up. The following year Maria Patten and I couldn't go out because she still kinda had a boyfriend. Senior year I decide to try and give it another try with Jamie Salemme and once again I get stood up. Freshman year of college I finally get a girlfriend, beautiful wonderful girl named Jessica. She comes down with the flu, I don't really wanna go over her house and watch her puke all night, but I finally decide to go over and spend the night with my wifey, so I go over and knock on the door for about 5 minutes, no answer I left her presents on the porch step. Next day I get a phone call and we broke up. All because of miscommunication. Fast forward to yesterday...I decided I would call this girl I really really like up on Wendsday and ask her if she would like to come over for V-Day and I'd cook her dinner, we'd watch movies and hang out and stuff. The next day I call her and ask her if she gave the proposition any thought, she said she did and she'd get back to me, Friday I couldn't get a hold of her. So I decided to take some action on Saturday and go out and prepare for her to come over by getting a haircut, getting the groceries and all that shit. To kill some time me and The Gat even went job hunting at Universal Ave. But 5 o'clock in the afternoon came and still no call, but I had my hopes that some sort of phone malfunction had happened and I just needed to wait so I still showered and got dressed. 6 o'clock, 7 o'clock, 8 o'clock...then it happened the phone rang, but it was my dad...so I called up my boys and we went to Central Connecticut and dilly dallied up there, I met some of Horn's friends Ray and Matt to wicked cool kids, turns out one of my friends from school Gustavo has played soccer wit Ray his whole life and Ray even goes to Tuxedo Junction and 11 often which are my two favorite clubs, so we might head down there this weekend. So to sum this fuckin entry up I sorta kinda got stood up for a 5th year in a row. Im depressed and at the same time raging pissed...But on the bright side for the first time this year the Los Angeles Kings are on national television so thats what I'm about to watch...PCE