I'm blogging from work. Unbelieveable. Hopefully it won't get me booted out the front doors.

Also, I don't know how many of you have ever been to thephatfree.com (probably the whole lot of you bastards, since I'm always the last person to find out about anything. Did you hear we been to the moon? And then some knotheaded numbnut tried to say it was all a hoax. Anyways), but you should check it out. They rank the posts there, and by God, those five that're listed as the funniest are some pretty top-notch shit. I was reading those ones yesterday and damn near pissed the desk.

As for St. Patrick's Day: No holiday complements the NCAA Championship better! There's sports bars that I need to be in, trash talking, half-time beer binges, overtime smokes, and then when the upset comes there's the uproar. Practically a riot. Last night my cinderella team got knocked out because they played like absolute crap when it really fucking mattered. Meh, that's why they're Cinderella's. Fucking barneys is what they are. Anyways, my two favorites are still in it, assuming this "let's all play like absolute crap" thing isn't contagious.

And yes, when I was in Vegas I failed to get in touch with Jen. And yes, it was totally and completely my fault, because I transposed the last two digits of her phone number. However, I doubt she could have handled the lot of us on Saturday night. We were some rowdy drunken bastards, and we were moving right fast. The funny thing is I sent like three text messages and left one voicemail on some other poor girl's phone. And this was at around 11 or so Vegas time, so it was probably right in the middle of the woman's REM state. At any rate, Jen, since you were insulted and all, I suppose I owe it to you to do something nice for you like invite you to the wedding or something. Sooo... Here's a three-leaf clover

Happy St. Patty's day everyone. Now get tay fuck!

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