Daddy's Back

Howdy doody. Slightly-above-average-sized-Mike found his way back to his blog. Why the hiatus? Since school let out, I've been working pretty much every day that I don't request off. Because of that fun fact, I'm developing a deep, fiery hatred for my place of employment. The first thing I find when I get back to the blogging scene is that my Baby Girl is having health problems. It's the worst feeling in the world to know that she is hurting and there is nothing I can do about it. I'm helpless. Get better, Mama, because even though we RARELY see each other (my fault), I need you to be happy and healthy for a long time.

FINAL-ly!!!

It seemed as if it took forever. Even when it felt like it was over, it kicked me in the ass again. What's the "it" in this equation? The 2007 Spring Semester, of course. I'm sitting here, 28 minutes after finishing my last final exam of the week, and I can't help but take a deep breath of accomplishment. Sure, 6000 other students finished the semester this week too. Sure, 750 or so probably finished with a higher GPA. If you throw in Brick Oven Pizza, my diet and exercise routine, and the craziness in my social life that is an inevitability, I feel like I finished with more of a load than my "student schedule" indicated. Oh, if you want an explanation for the picture, there's not one. I got an e-mail from a funny t-shirt site, and this shirt brought me close to peeing myself.

Just when I was loving to hate Ben, I now feel a little sympathy for him. His dad was a drunk who blamed him for killing his mom at childbirth. And he had a crush on a cute little girl. Oh, wait, I DON'T feel bad for him. Get over it, Kermit. We also learn that Ben and his dad moved to the island when Ben was young, so he lied about being born there. Ben...Juliet...What is it about people LYING THEIR ASSES OFF? Oh yeah, Ben killed his dad. The only problem I have with that is that he waited until he was like 20 to do it. I probably would've taken care of that dude before my 15th birthday. Let's not forget Jacob. An, at first, invisible man that, I was SURE, was in Ben's head. Then, Locke "pisses him off, and J-Man starts banging pots together and causing a ruckus. Why, if he was mad at Locke, didn't he just make him paralyzed again. I'll tell you why, because Locke pretty much owns that island. Yeah, I said it. Locke is running that bitch. Even if a boat comes and rescues them, Locke is NOT going anywhere. Who does he have to go to? His DEAD father? No...he's dead. His mother? No, I think Swoosie Kurtz is filming a comeback pilot of "Sisters" (anyone? anyone?) Let's not forget that the guy can only walk while he's on the island. Would you leave? Sure, since Mr. Eko died, I've kinda put Locke on a pedestal, but he's the only bad-ass left on the island. I know, I know, Jack and Sawyer are there. However if I were on a deserted island, I would want to be with Locke. Sawyer's only good to look at, kill polar bears, and have sex with. What? The guy's pretty friggin' hot. Since Kate's "experienced" Sawyer twice, does that mean that he's good in the sack? There's only like, 100 people on the island, so it wouldn't be that hard to be the best "lover-man" on the beach, right? Right....I'm off to find my own island.

Get some

Riiiiiiiiiiight. So, I just "edited" this post instead of making a whole new one. I really should stay away from the ole' computer after partaking in the partay. As for pictures of the shin-dig, there wasn't a camera present. Sorry. I'll make a better post soon.

Volleyball isn't just for girls

Last night, we got a handful of people rounded up to play some volleyball. If you haven't got to hang out with me very much recently (hint, hint), you'll be surprised to know that I've been getting pretty interested in slapping volleyballs around in my spare time. It's fun. It's active. It helps me lose weight. Yay. Not to mention, I can play sand volleyball...outside...in the sun...therefore, I won't be a pasty, white tub-of-goo all summer. I'm not sure if I looked like these guys, but I'm getting close (except for the taped fingers).

Meanwhile, LOST comes on tonight *cue cheers*. I suppose since I didn't "weigh-in" on last weeks episode, I'll do it now. A few notes:

• Jin's mom is a hooker.


• Sun, although she cheated on Jin, is preggers with Jin's baby (which gives her about 2 months to live).
  
• Apparently, all asian people on T.V. are schooled at martial arts.
  
• The lady that fell from the sky said that the plane was found and there were no survivors. Huh? In the words of Brian Fellow: That's crazy. I'm sure it was some big cover-up by Kermit (aka: Ben).

Ok, enough on this post. I'm sure I'll post some more tomorrow after the writers of LOST stupify me again.