The fun and highly addicting online Acronym-based word game
Acrophobia is now back online and on
Uproar.com. Just when I thought I would finally have the balls to stay away from the Internet during my free time, something keeps pulling me back. A few months ago, it was
Friendster, where I got addicted to collecting old friends like kids collect Pokemon cards. Are Pokemon cards even popular anymore? Anyway, now it's Acrophobia and I can't stop playing it. I'm such a damn fucktard. With that said, go register at Uproar.com and join me!
Football season is about to be in full swing and it looks like I'm not going to be caring much. I used to be a huge football fan, even watching games when my 49ers weren't playing. Nowadays, I'll watch games just the same, but the anticipation isn't there. Football just doesn't do it for me. Ah, who am I kidding? I'm just in full on baseball mode. The Giants are whooping the shit out of the rest of the National League West (and Kool Keith's LA "We might as well just hurt oursevles in the begining of the season so we won't play with our fans' emotions" Dodgers) and are looking to take another swipe at the World Series. I will admit though that I am very interested on how the new 49ers coach and the new 49ers offensive strategy will affect the team.
Enough of this sports stuff. I can imagine Jennyeah rolling her eyes saying "Fuck Sports". BTW, I'm up to 600,954.
I head of to Seattle tomorrow morning and it looks like I finally found someone to pick me up from the airport. I like the fact that I really don't have a set itinerary for my holiday weekend. For those that don't know, I'm going to the Bumbershoot Arts Festival in Seattle all by my lonesome. I'm meeting up with a few friends and I'm going to catch the b-boy competition this coming Sunday and Monday at the festival. The rest of my time I intend on relaxing and trying not to spend money all at the same time. I don't know how I'm going to do it, but honestly I would rather just be out and about with the people of Seattle than shopping or spending money anyway.
Leah, the woman you can blame for introducing me to this blog shit, is apparently dying without Internet service and/or her computer. Funny shit. You gotta have a back up plan, girl!!
I have a confession to make. As much as I used to say that I didn't care that nobody reads my shit, I've become a hit-whore. It has resulted in my shamingly shilling my blog on Friendster and other places just to get people to read. It's pathetic. So come one, come all to the blog of mediocrity. Link me! Mention me in your blog. I no longer have the shame of wanting people read my shit because dammit, you need dignity and integrity to be shamed. I have neither of those traits! So, nothing special to see here, but please come back again!