being 270+ lbs means drinking significant amounts of alcohol in order to get a buzz. i don't like drinking beer/ale too much, 'cause it's too goddamned filling. i like to taste different beer/ale, but i don't like that full feeling. i will admit thought that when i used to drink malt liquor, i used to have great shits the next day...
i was supposed to go to a party yesterday/today, but logistics proved to be a bitch. after participating in this year's ff draft, me traveling any distance in distinctly rowdy weather was not a viable option. hopefully this year's draft will yield another champion. i fell off hard last year by sleeping through the draft. kinda hard to win when your team is picked for you by the commissioner from a shittily put together pre-draft list. i always kinda rework my preliminary list as the draft develops. this is so much easier now w/a 26" widescreen & tabbed browser windows...
speaking of winning teams, it is difficult as hell to do things w/the fam at times. seems like the godren are about as team oriented & motivated as the wizin in most cases. it's definitely a challenge. i'm not about control. i have enough to contend w/controlling me. i'm about mutual benefit & motivation towards common goals. it's hard to function in that fashion when peeps are like "fuck it."
make like these cats want to move forward w/any consistency...
PEACE
...be calm...
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