Woo, fun weekend overall. yerah, there was lotsa down points and whatnot, but since thursday it's been pretty decent!

Yay chronology!

Thursday afternoon cody and i had once again planned to head to madion. once again, no such luck, lol. we ended up goin' to see spiderman 2, which i enojied. better than garfeidl (unfortunatly.) afterwards i had to go to the softball tournament in oxford. this year, and from now on, they've renamed it the hubie nelson memorial softball tournament. that makes me smile. it rocks so much. they even made up hubies bar tshirts, which i of course snagged. the guys played a one sided game and dominated whoever they played (slips my mind) something like 15-1 in the 5th. not bad for a bunch of older guys, huh? they ended up payin' for it in the long run though.

i don't remember much about friday, save the two games hubies bar played. they stomped a little less the second time around, something like 12-2 in the 6th. i don't remember i know they one, but it wasn't as graceful or spectacular as the first game. later on that night at 11, they almost lost, but damn was it a great game. man, everyone was screaming and shit once teh fith inning hit. they were down by three up until then at like 2-5 or something, and then BAMPH! they had a really sweet inning and proceeded to take the lead 8-5, and it was just a roaring mass of people from there on. there had to be l;ike 500 people in little oxfords park, just for hubies team. the final score was soemthing like 12-11, us. it was the greatest game i ever saw. the guys were goin' ass over head to make catches, diving for balls and shit. pj (hubies grandson) was all over the place in center especaily, as well as the third basemen (paul.) that game we lost a few to injuiries, and would loose more on saturday, but that game was all about passion. and you know they were doin' it jus' for him.

saturday it rained all day, but it was cool. i ended up over at davids house after the game. hubies ended up getting stomped like 12-2, but since it was double elimination it was still ok i guess.

sunday they ended up that like three terams dropped out 'cause they didn't wanna have to deal with the rain, so hubies had third place clinched. we ended up taking out swans dive like 8-5 i think, i don't remember. but we adavanced in another really good game, and moved to second place. the last game that day was against the guys that beat us. hubies bar faught really freakin' hard, but it wasn't good enough in the end. at least we didn';t get beat by 10 though. i think it was 8-2 or soemthing. it was the bottom of the 7th and we had one out left, so they put in a long time friend of hubies that had been umping and let him have last honors. it was a real neat thing to see. funny as hell, too. one of those 'hadda be there' moments, ya know? anyway, i ended up missing gaming on sunday, but it wasn't much of a loss to me. david confirmed this. i ended up back over to his place long about 9pm for some fireworks that almost killed him, and some late night call of duty. we're a bunch of losers, but at least we know it... although, he's married... i'm doin' something wrong, lol

yesterday was more of teh same. went back over there, and we played call of duty most of teh day, and city of heores for like an hour. nothign to spectacular. i ended up goin' home 'bout 6-6:30 and tryin' to catch a nap. kjersti called me up while i was over at his place to go mini-golfing with a bunch of people, of which i'd be lucky if i knew two (which i did!) i tried to catch a nap and all, but failed. instead i jus' layed there watching a decent, if chopped up, version of J&SBSB on comedy central until it was time to go. i got there, and hung around for a while, and decided to take a crap, 'cause well... people have to poop, right? anyway, i got done conducting my buisness, and called'er seein' as it was like 8:50. they fuckin' ended up starting without me. i had to skip the first 4 holes... bah, it was cool though.

anyway, i met some new people, played some minigolf, and then we went to pedros for fried ice cream. remindm me to order it without coconut next time, blech! it ended up being me, kjersti, chad, and two friends of kjersti's (only one i can remember was jenny.) sat around joking loudly about shit, and discussing the relevence of a tongue percing on a girl, and what the big deal about it is for a guy. we ended up getting two different perspectives, both of which we already suspected, so the argument remains open. i suprised that we didn't get kicked out with all the innuendos flying, and the volume at which they were said. great fun.

at the end of the night, we getting ready to leave and jenny said w00t. yes, w00t.. as in w-zero-zero-t. i know this, 'cause i asked'er. shit, i shoulda asked'er to marry me right then and there, lol. she was hot too. down side, yeah she was only 17, lol.

yeah, ramblings... i know.

Then theres the situation (or lack there of?) with kelly. we've communicated fairly little since i gave'er the notebook. i'm hoping that it has more to do with the lack of home then anything. there's been a voice mail from her that was a bit distracted, but i was insistant that it was jus' grabbing for words like any voicemail. cody disagreed. ~shrug~ random text messages that are kinda humorous, so those are good. plus she invited me to move in with her and pelot. i kinda hessitated on that. i've decided that i'll do it after three certain conditions are met: that i see the place, that kelly and i sit down and sicuss things, and that the three of us sitdown and discuss some requests i have reguarding the move (ie: room farthest from zen room, bill discussion, ectect.) nothing to demanding in my eyes, but the talk with kelly might be a bit tough. i'm kinda scared about it all. not jus' with kelly, but the whole move thing. i mean, i don't considermyself the most responsible person in the world, and i'm not to great at cash matters unless i have constant nagging and limited access. if it happens it happens but first we gotta talk about it, and thats the hardest part.


Eulogy
TooL

He had alot to say.
He had alot of nothing to say.
We'll miss him.

So long.
We wish you well.
You told us how you weren't afraid to die.
Well then, so long.
Don't cry.
Or feel too down.
Not all martyrs see divinity.
But at least you tried.

Standing above the crowd,
He had a voice that was strong and loud.
We'll miss him.
Ranting and pointing his finger
At everything but his heart.
We'll miss him.

No way to recall
What it was that you had said to me,
Like I care at all.

So loud.
You sure could yell.
You took a stand on every little thing
And so loud.

Standing above the crowd,
He had a voice so strong and loud and I
Swallowed his facade cuz I'm so
Eager to identify with
Someone above the ground,
Someone who seemed to feel the same,
Someone prepared to lead the way, with
Someone who would die for me.

Will you? Will you now?
Would you die for me?
Don't you fuckin lie.

Don't you step out of line.
Don't you fuckin lie.

You've claimed all this time that you would die for me.
Why then are you so surprised to hear your own eulogy?

You had alot to say.
You had alot of nothing to say.

Come down.
Get off your fuckin cross.
We need the fuckin space to nail the next fool martyr.

To ascend you must die.
You must be crucified
For your sins and your lies. [sic]
Goodbye...