It's sunny and 65 degrees.
Got real savage last night. I was at the bars and when it was time to peace my inner animal decided to run me on home. My midi-clorian count and need for activity has raised due to my current rigorous balling schedule. I was also fueled by the giant bowl of Jameson zapping my belly and an intense hunger for Wing Nuts chicken. I had about an hour before Wing Nuts delivery shut down. I figured a man in my state could easily bound the 5.2 miles home. I was cutting through jungle-like residentials most of the drive. Atlanta has a lot of trees and swarms of vines that connect the entire city into a single giant plant. I was jumping over logs, falling into ditches, climbing fences, tripping over myself, tearing off planks of wooden fence, and constantly wiping out in the mud. It was thrilling. Pure life ecstasy. I have cuts all over both of my hands, some whicked colored bruises and a tiny splinter. Awesome! I'm not sure but I think I made it about 1.6 miles before I ran out of juice and was picked up by a sweet muffin. Fun night.
Jayme, thanks for all the support and compliments. I always value your advice and I'm glad you have so much to give considering your experience. Samara says you are hot with two Hs.
Good luck to Obama, and his cousin Naimul whose school's bball team will win on TV tonight.
My first IM basketball game is TONIGHT! This is what you've been living for. Go Huskers!