i’ve been really slacking here lately and not writing much, but maybe it’s better that way. quality not quantity, again.

last night i didn’t really do anything. i sat around the apartment and read, listened to music, talked with whoever was in and out throughout the night. it was okay though. my only concern is that my friend pat was supposed to drop by, but never did. i hope he didn’t get hit by a car or kidnapped or something. but i’m going to bet he didn’t.

if something bad did happen though, boy won’t my face be red.

today’s the first football game of the year and everyone’s off to see it. not me though. i may be off to see the barber, but football will have to go on without me. no matter what i do i just can’t be interested. i think i’m school spirit impaired. to some that may make me seem like i’m no fun but i’d like to think that i’m just too cool. the trick is convincing someone else that’s actually true.