Archive

Monthly Archives: July 2007

I got the field hockey beat at the DN

My uncle Don finally managed to arrange for me to meet Bill Moor from the SB Tribune so he could look at some of my columns

I’m going to Chicago for 3 days to see my favorite baseball team possibly move, for the first time in over three years, into first place

Things, are, good. Pray they’ll continue.

A. Bob

Advertisements

I’m always a cynical person, but regarding my friends, it seems like I am more than ever.

Mark gets in trouble at work for an impossibly dumb thing he did and gets fired – the 2nd time he’s been fired right before the Wrigley trip, once again meaning he’ll short me and have to owe me money. And he’s been a flat-out flake this summer.

Brooks drops the bomb that he can’t come two weeks before the trip. He seems wholly uninterested in anything relating to anyone other than his current love interest, Erin, these days, which is ironic given how much he makes fun of his friend RJ for being whipped.

Ellen didn’t call me back after I called her Wednesday night asking if she wanted to see a movie. It’s now Saturday morning. She posted a MySpace blog saying she’s constantly on the phone with her boyfriend…who I still think is a prick despite (and sometimes because of) all she’s said about him.

Jake’s been more weird this summer than ever in terms of trying to push my buttons at work. He drove me so nuts last Saturday that I just jetted off after work because he was ticking me off so much.

There are many more examples I’d give if I could think of them at present (right now I think someone may be mad at me, but I’m not sure why), but you get the point. My friends are driving me batty lately with their total and complete unreliability and annoyance of me. It’s all the more reason I want to get back to school – my school friends have, to this point, not done such things to me, and I look forward to hanging out with them and shoot the breeze about anything as I so often do.

So, yeah.

Oh, and my sister broke up with her boyfriend because she preferred being friends – I saw a lot of myself in that guy and that’s probably why it annoyed me so much. It just drives me nuts how some women get so terrified when confronted with a sure-thing guy who does nothing but try to make them happy. Like some sort of defense shield. It makes no sense to me.

A. Bob

I’m in a moody mood again. I’m not sure why, but there are a few contributing factors that may be involved.

Well, we had another fucking backout from the Wrigley trip. Adam decided he can’t come –  a week before it happens, no less – so we’ve got a freaking mess when it comes to the 4th ticket to the 3 games. Right now it’s me, Mark and Levin to all the games, with the 4th ticket going to Brooks for the 1st game and possibly Mark’s brother for the other two.

At this point, it’s so much that I’m starting to wonder if I should even go. This has been more trouble than it’s worth and I’m not sure how much fun it’ll be. Certainly not enough to make up for all the money I’m blowing on it.

I’m also having some internal issues involving my supposed two best friends. I know it’s pointless and stupid to think that way, but it bugs me that I don’t feel like I’m anyone’s best friend. (That just FEELS stupid to write, but I’m keeping it in there.) I just don’t see much of anyone as much as I used to or want to.

School is serving as a beacon of hope for me at the moment – the only beacon of hope there is. I have such high hopes for this year that if it falls short of expectations, I’m going to be even more annoyed with the state of things.

And most of all I just want to get the hell out of here. I’m SICK of being home. I want to go back to a place where I can watch TV whenever I like, get on the computer whenever I like, go out whenever I like, and for the most part, do whatever I like. Granted, homework and stuff will be involved, but it seems a small sacrifice to make to allow me to be able to know what I’m going to be doing with my free time.

All I can do is keep thinking…Chicago or St. Louis…Chicago or St. Louis…Chicago or St. Louis. The two places I most want to go after I graduate are probably going to play a large role in keeping me focused in the future.

A. Bob

Harry Potter 7 is by far the best of the books. My lord it’s amazing.

The ‘epilogue’ is a little underwhelming (I would’ve liked to know what came of some of the more minor characters – the ones who made it through the book anyway…), and I would’ve liked to see one certain thing tweaked (I can’t say without revealing the ending, which wouldn’t be fun for anyone, but ask me on AIM or something after you’ve read it and I’ll tell you what it was), but other than that, incredible book. I devoured it. My favorite part was that just about every little thing that you wouldn’t have thought meant anything in the 1st 6 books comes back and plays a part in this book.

Wonderful end to the saga.

A. Bob

I don’t have much to say but I thought I’d check in.

Less than a month until I move into the apartment – going over to my friend’s apartment last night really reminded me how much I miss being on my own. And then, when one of my future roommates called me and told me about the idea of a weekly poker game at the place involving radio station people and newspaper people, I got even more excited. I miss playing poker a LOT, and would look forward to that kind of thing muchly.

He also mentioned that he recommended I get a good beat this fall to the school newspaper’s sports editor. See, I decided to follow his lead and do some sportswriting next year to beef up the old resume a little bit. I’ve written an article or two regarding sports for my opinion writing, but never any sportswriting. But, partly thanks to that recommendation, I’m likely to get a decent beat for the fall – be it golf or something else. It’s nice to be on the receiving end of the help for once rather than the one who gets screwed over by someone else receiving it.

I miss school.

A. Bob

Damn it, Brooks. Your flaking out on the Cubs trip (for the 2nd time out of the 4, I might add) is going to make this a lot fucking harder than it needed to be. Now I have 4 tickets and only 3 people that are for sure using them. I have no idea who else to bring. Plus, whoever this 4th ends up being won’t be nearly as fun as you. Thanks a lot.

It doesn’t help that this whole thing sort of torpedoed what was up till now an amazing mood. Things are just plain going great in my life right now. My job is less annoying than ever (not to say it isn’t still annoying, but it’s just less so). My relationship with the female gender is at an all-time high – I have a wonderful female friend I talk to online a lot, a bunch of awesome girl co-workers, and a few female friends besides. My financial aid letter seemed to indicate that I will get the giant refund check I got last year. I have probably the busiest, most eventful and probably most fun semester of college in my life to look forward to in a month. The foibles of my idiotic brother and father are making me prouder and prouder of the man I am by comparison.

And if that all wasn’t enough, this is going to be a great week. Why, you ask? Well, I only work one and a half shifts from now until Friday, for one thing. For another, one of my all-time favorite bands – Yellowcard – is releasing their new album on Tuesday, and at least one review has called it the best pop-punk album of the last five years. That’s high praise. For a third, NCAA Football 2008 is coming out on Tuesday, and I plan on spending a few weeks playing it on my PS2 before taking it back shortly before school starts. For a fourth, my 4th N64 controller is arriving any day now, making games of Mario Kart and my newly acquired Mario Party more fun than ever. And for a fifth, the Cubs are amazingly, incredibly, impossibly the hottest team in baseball.

Things are just plain GOOD.

A. Bob

I locked my keys in my car AGAIN tonight…luckily I had my spares again.

One of these days I’m not going to be bailed out by one of my brain-farts.

Other than that, though, I am in one of my profoundly happy moods for once. It’s a nice change.

Two weeks until the Wrigley trip…

A. Bob