Crazy Days...

Joan says she's getting too old for this.

My computer at the office sounds like it is either taking off or about to explode. Either way it's right at my feet, and I don't want to be around when it does...

My brakes are worn out. Metal on metal violence. My car is getting too old for this. 2 new tires and nowhere to go.

Melissa is out of town, shadowing a neonatal doctor. Hope she makes it back, and everything returns to normal. Better than normal actually.

I'm tired. Why'd I stay up so late last night? Just playing addiction solitaire no less...

I heard noises in my apartment at 1 o'clock in the morning. Why do I hear more noises when Mel is gone? Do my neighbors just sense she has left? Actually, I had heard similar noises a few nights ago. Almost sounds like the door opens, the wall crackles a bit, but nothing actually happens. It almost sounds like it's coming from our 2nd room, but it's definitely our downstairs neighbor. She is like... strange or something. We should give her a bedtime. And take the TV out of her room. I sang along with the iPod Eminem commercial at 12:30 am last month, but not from our TV. Hers. And she watched a movie at 5 am 2 weeks ago. I was up for 30 minutes trying to follow along...

That is one good thing about neighbors though. Once we get a house, if I hear a noise, I'll get paranoid. If I hear a noise now, I just say it's a neighbor and go back to sleep.

Anything else to complain about?

The Mavs have won three blowouts in a row. Nothing to complain about there... I haven't gotten enough playing time.

The whole Antonio Davis thing is messed up. I would have gone in the stands too. Nobody should have to watch their wife get messed with by a drunk. Alcohol is a big problem at these sporting events. But they would rather sell the alcohol, make money, and have problems, than the alternative. It's all about the money.

That's it.

No pretty pictures.

One last thing to complain about - people have commented to me about stuff on my blog, and yet no one comments on here. I know you're ready this. Stop reading now and comment, freaks!!

Oh, and Chuck Norris has already been to Mars; that's why there are no signs of life there.