| 8:30AM phone rings.
"Hey PETE! It's MIKE! I don't have much time."
"HEEEEY!"
"Get a piece of paper and pen."
*stumbles out of bed*... "Ok"
*He reads off his address, letter by letter.* Then..
"In case of emergency, ____ (I dunno what he said) will contact you. Do not send gummy bears, candy, or cookies as they will be confiscated. See you at graduation. Good-bye." *click*
After he hung up I was like "oh damn, it's on." *tear*
Ok, no tear, but it was good hearing his voice. 
I dunnno if it's okay or not to post that address on a public xanga entry, so I will go ahead and gladly email it out to anyone that emails me at pshinny@gmail.com. Do not attempt to call me for the address... it is quite long and I really don't want to repeat it with any spelling mistakes. I'm sure he would like to hear from anyone, and I'd be grateful for any letters that are sent to him to keep him going strong. Thanks everyone!
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| To my disappointment and dismay, I received a text message from Solderdash (I know, bad start to a morning already) that the Tribe game was canceled due to snow. Baseball players are pansies. Maybe someone can explain to me why their games get canceled when there is a light drizzle while football players play with an ongoing blizzard. Smaller ball(s)?
Work story:
Helped out a total milf yesterday. She was latina and muy caliente.
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| So I'm moved into my new place (kinda) and what a bitch that was. I started Saturday and I'm still unpacking stuff, ugh. I bought a couple toys, so that's always fun to come home to. Tribe game this Saturday, woo-hoo!
Work story:
At work I totally blew it. Had this cute girl drop off her laptop with me. I'm sitting down and when she came around the corner I swing around in my chair to face her and I was totally staring at her boobies (because they were eye level, c'mon) and I think she caught my eyes. I even did the whole sun rule. Ya'll know... don't stare too long or you'll get burned. I'm not 100% sure, but it seemed like even in that split second I got caught with my pants down. Figuratively speaking, of course.
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