all those of you who know me are aware that i do not dabble in eating leftovers. this afternoon i reheated some pasta and had it for lunch. i guess something has changed....

these past few days i've been reading fight club, and it puts me in a downright odd state of mind. i was laying on the couch, half napping, and twice the phone rang. and twice before i answered it i thought to myself (in a deranged loner sort of voice) "she would call". what the hell?? and the second time it was daniel so...there goes my logic. or..something.

and so far it's better than the movie, even though the movie is all..visual..and such. the book has more...insight. no, insider information. which is usually the case with books, but i'm glad this one turned out like that. whenever i read something by palahniuck i start thinking to myself in that sort of narrative style. his writing puts the charaters inside of me. i've never felt like that with any other author. and i just wanted to share.

tonite i'm going to watch chloe be amazing at soccer because her team is playing in the regional finals (or something of that valor) in germantown. to give you some sort of...measuring device in how good her team is...you could say that only 4 teams in the whole united states play in this tournament (that i am watching tonite). and then, after saying that...you could say that these girls are really good at soccer. the end.

chloe is going to yale. i'm very proud of her.

"no, i'm not talking about sex, i'm talking about soccer"
the quote of the day from andrea. thanks bud.

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