So I leave for UM in just two days...which is awsome!  Today Steve and I went out to Gamestop and bought some really cheap computer games.  I got the latest Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles game, which is pretty good but slightly boring.  Anyway, he brought his laptop to my house and we put in the first season of Chappelles show and watched it for four hours while playing videogames basically the entire time.  People who say videogames are bad are full of shit.  It's a good form of escapism...it definately gave me a few hours of peace and happiness. 
   Cubs lost two in a row, which sucks, but so did SF so they still lead the wildcard race.  That's good.
   I am so sick of the olympics and I'm glad it is over.  I hate Bob Costas and I want to stab him in the face with a soldering iron everytime i see him on the TV.  And I'm also sick of hearing these sappy inspirational stories about athletes from Romania and all that garbage.
   I ran a PR today.  It wasn't hot out and I got some good tunes to accompany me and I was able to run 4.5 miles.  Astoundingly...I'm not that tired.  So any of you that have called me lazy within the last two months lemme ask you "when was the last time you ran 4.5 miles?"  Yeah...I'm talking to you Morgan!
   I've been working on my guitar skills.  I'm proud of myself because I learned how to play "Change the World" by Eric Clapton, which isn't a particularly diffucult song, but I can sing it while I play which is difficult for any song.  Maybe I'll be a folk singer...actually maybe not because I f**king hate folk singers.
   Speaking of singers.  The fact that The Dave Matthews Band is being sued for a million dollars has brightened up my last month.  I like some of Dave's music...but I don't think they are that good.  At least not good enough to have the following that he does.  A lot of people like his music just because everyone else does.  Now conforming is not always a bad thing...in fact, most of the time it is pretty good, but screw Dave Matthews.  Just the fact that he dumped 800 pounds of his and his crew's feces onto 100 people,some of which I'm sure were fans, I think is one of the funniest things I have ever heard.
   I'm excited because I am going out with steve Monday afternoon to take his little freshman sister to lunch. It will be one of two times I ever went back to Prospect High School this summer.  Anyway, we're gonna be rollin in his pimped out El Camino.
   So UM is one of the best places in the world...but I am sad to leave.  I have to say goodbye to one of my true loves:  the Italian Beef sandwhich.  I am gonna get a jumbo extra juicy beef with hot peppers at Portillo's tommorrow.  I know it won't be bad for a while, but since you can't get italian beefs anywhere but in chitown, I am going to miss the juicy and satisfying taste of italian beef.  Goodbye loyal friend...I will be with you once again.
   I will end by saying that I totally reaffirm what I said earlier:  "I am so grateful that I did not go to UofI."  There are like 47 prospect kids going there.  While it is nice to spend some time with your close high school friends...that's what high school was for and for the most part, i didn't like that shit.  See yall later.  Rock over London, Rock on Chicago.