I would rather do shots of drain-o than floss my teeth.

Sunday, March 08, 2009
6:04pm to 6:36pm
Right now I’m sitting at my messy kitchen table writing in my journal.
I don’t really write in a journal any more, I type a journal that I save onto my laptop and publish on my blog.
When I am done with this I’m going to get something to eat and I think I’m going to take my dinner to my parents house so I can pick up the rest of my laundry.
Earlier today I went to the gym and now afterwards I’m glad that I went to the gym because I was actually considering not going to the gym today so that I could stay home and watch the rest of the hockey game that was on the television.
I think it was the boston bruins versus the ny rangers.
Last night the redwings played at home and they got beat really bad.
On Saturday nights the Canadian channel has hockey night which features at least one game, but its usually two games, with at least one Canadian team.
Last night after I finished my dinner I decided to stop by my parents house to pick up the rest of laundry and maybe watch the last bit of one of the hockey games.
When I got there it was only me and my fat little puppy dog.
Editor note: I don't want to say my doggy's name because...Okay, nevermind. My doggie's name is Little Bit. She's not actually my dog because she lives with my parents but its not like she runs away from me when I go over to my parent's house.
Anyways, when I got there I checked to make sure my laundry was completed and it kind of was.
The towels and my regular clothes were all finished but the whites weren’t even started.
I almost through the whites in the washer but there wasn’t really enough of them to really make a full wash so I just left them because I didn’t really need them.
These days, my whites are mostly just socks cause I don't wear underwear.
I had to stop to take a drink of my pop.
Sorry that it took so long for me to write another journal entry.
I’ve been meaning to write again but I just kept pushing it off for whatever reason.
Before yesterday I hadn’t gone to the gym for about a week because I devoted almost all the time I could to watching mi-5, which is a british tv show.
Anyways, getting back to last night.
After I brought the finished laundry upstairs I discovered that the tv in the front room was not working so I asked little bit why it wasn’t working.
She as usual didn’t say anything, which is probably a good thing anyways.
So I went upstairs with little bit to see if that tv worked.
Actually before I let little bit go up there with me I went upstairs to make sure that tv worked and after I turned the tv to Canadian hockey game I went back downstairs to get little bit and my pop.
I think I watched the last couple of minutes of the second period and then the rest of the game and I also watched a couple of minutes of the redwings game which was on cable.
After I realized that the redwings were getting hammered, I’m from the Detroit area so I have to root for the home team, I turned the channel back to the Canadian channel and I asked little bit why the redwings were getting clobbered seven to two.
After the game I was getting ready to leave when mom pulled up in front of the house with Michael.
Michael stumbled out drunk, he wasn’t drunk enough to fall flat on his face or anything but almost looked like he was going to fall when he made his way up the front porch.
He saw me in the front door and he said, "drunky is home" and then when he came inside, I was still standing in front of the door because I wasn’t really sure what to do, he came in and said, "the drunky wants to give you a hug."
I said "no because I didn’t give hugs to drunks" and I kind of fought my way through the front door and I said goodbye to mom.
And then I left.
I just stopped for a minute or two to collect my thoughts and take a drink of pop.
In the past when I write my journal I would take lots of time to stop and collect my thoughts but today was a good writing day.
After I’m done with this I have to go get something to eat for dinner, grocery shopping, and take out the trash.
Those are the things that I absolutely have to do tonight before I go to bed.
I don’t really need to stop by the house so I don’t think I’m going to.
Tomorrow after work I’m going to go directly to the gym over by my parent's house and then after that I’ll eat dinner and watch my movie that I have had sitting here for the past week or so.
I think its called love in the time of cholera.
Tomorrow after the movie if I have time I’ll call chris or clean up a little.
On Tuesday for sure after I eat dinner I will have to at the very least clean up the main floor up in here.
I think I’m almost done for now.
Oh, yeah last night was suppose to be daylight sayings time.
p.s. I wear underwear most of the time but I do like the feeling of sleeping nude.