Fast Times as Osan High

I wish there was actually shit to blog. I will think of shit as I go I guess.

I have softball practice in about 2 hours. Sunday morning, 9 am. I picked this time since it is the least likely to have people using the field. I have actually been waiting for it. I like to play.

Went out the past couple nights. Primarily just shooting pool, since there ain't a whole hell lot else to do. I am getting good. Oldfart is still better than me, and will be for a long time, but I am definately better than I was 6 months ago. I get beat by other people mainly because I fuck up, not because they are better.

We have gotten a fan basis while we play now. There are these Phillipino chicks that have begun to enjoy watching us play. Distracting as hell because a couple of them are pretty cute. This is saying a lot since I am not a huge fan of most Phillipino chicks. But these ones do not hurt the eyes to look at.

I talked to Elena last night. That went pretty well. She is doing alright, not great, but alright. I miss the hell out of her. Almost as much as I miss L and my bro's.

I wonder if ST is wearing that gay ass yellow special olympics shirt saying "It's Memorial Day."? He is probably having a blast right now. I wish I were there to enjoy the festivities.

Mungo should be having a good time too right now. He probably hooked up with some chick that he met at Koots and then went "Hey Hillary, this is Jenny, Oh, I'm sorry, is this your best friend?" he he he...

We went to some "Memorial Day Bash" yesterday. It sucked. Oldshit and I worked at a stand for about 30 minutes, then wandered around aimlessly for a few minutes and then bailed. They had live music, but it blew goat nuts. Some chick wearing MC Hammer pants with a couple others mixed in. There was an actual band there that sounded pretty good for the 2 minutes that we heard of them while we were waiting for the free round trip tickets to the US drawing. Neither one of us won.

Time to go drink more coffee and fuck around for a while.

Dueces

Eddie