Responsibly Wild Blog

Bethany was giving me a ride back to my place today and we came up with a great idea. Worlds of Fun. We were talking about how much we love good theme parks and we figured a day trip during the week some time after july 4th is a great idea. She is going to Adventureland today and Adventureland isn't a park you can spend the whole day but Worlds of Fun or Great America, in Chicago, those are places you can waste a day or two. OH! I want to go so bad. Jordan and I played a round of 9 today. I shot a 53. I need to take a lesson or something. I'm getting tired of these high 40, low 50 games. I had some great hits and a few finesse puts but nothing to shake a stick at. God it was hot out. Supposedly it's 89 degrees out but with the humidity and close to no breeze it's like 100 out. I was sweeting like a drunk monkey. I love golf. Great way to get in a walk, bs with your buddy, and just wack the hell out of a ball. Ah, maybe I'll go work out this afternoon. Later kids.

Every part of my body smells like some toxic. I am stinky bitch right now. I was up late last night so I went to work out this afternoon. OH MAN! It is 90 degrees outside and inside the wreck it must have been at least 80. I was sweating like nobodies business. I stink so so so bad. Quickest few miles of my life. There is a boys basketball camp going on at the wreck all week and everytime I was at the east end of the gym I had my eyes glued on it. I wish I had done basketball camps as a kid. I love Basketball. 2 down, 1 to go. I took an exam for my film class today, and boy was it easy. I cut that sucker up like it was a well cooked ham. Toss another A on the pile because that was ridiculous. Alright, I work tonight and than I am done with Phut for the week. I better be golfing this time tomorrow, I haven't golfed since Sunday and I'm feeling the itch. Later punks. P.S. I know it's the "rec" not the "wreck," let me have my fun. P.S.S. I realize that golf...

You know the worst thing about when your girlfriend goes on long trips is that you sleep so bad when their gone. You spend the whole day thinking about them and you figure by 1030 you're probably gonna be tired and just knock right out. Well, you're wrong. You lay in bed for 40 minutes thinking about what they've been up to, how they are, if they've been taking a lot of pictures, if you're doing the same thing. Ya know the type of crap that none of your guy buddies really wanna hear about (or read about in their buddies blog for that matter) but it's the truth. I tried the glaunt let. Reading, watching a little tube, attempting to think about nothing, all that nonsense. Blah. It just sucks. You never realize how you get so used to talking to somebody before you fall asleep and rambling to them about your day, them reciprocating, that when you can't do that, you can't get to sleep. I guess it just makes you realize what is important to you huh? I hope you...

Dudes, isn't it wierd how all the major sports "flagship" teams are down recently. The Lakers didn't make the playoffs, the Cowboys, Packers, and 49ers were shitty this year, and if you turn on ESPN recently you are more than likely to know that The New York Spankees are down and practically out. Kind of odd, n'est pas? I am chilling out. I have worked everyday since Saturday. I am on a mission. I realized if I can turn my academic ass around and get close to all As I might as well turn my Physical ass around as well. I am sitting at 218 and I wont stop until I am at 190. I have been there before and lived there. It's the mission. I can and will do it. I saw Batman Begins last night. It was pretty sexy; however it had it's occasional moments of ridiculous. I mean Batman jumps out of a 5th story window and nails the side of his ribs on a railing. Hello? broken ribs? punctured lungs? yeah I thought so. Besides that the main bad guy is Ra's Al Ghoul. Perf...

Dude, days like today are just fun. I road my bike to and from class(10 miles), ran a 5k, lifted for an hour, and tonight I played 3 half court games of basketball with Corey and his buddy Mike (who was pretty cool). We didn't play anybody special. Just some high school kids on a small court by Corey's new place. We were talking smack with these kids. it was a lot of fun. We walked over and I said "are we playing and 1 or for real." Those kids blew up talking about how they were gonna school us and 1 style. We schooled the shit out of em. Corey was hitting his shots, jukin like crazy. Corey can play. Mike, who said he hasn't shot hoops in a couple years, played like crazy. He is an inch taller than me and skinny as a rail but damn we were crazy. He was hitting long three shots (all buckets worth a pt). I got almost every single rebound. Man, let me tell you. I blocked the shit out of this kid who thought he was Allen Iverson. Ah, ever since I got that book about B...