CRN : Daily Archives : Experts: Reliance On Microsoft A Danger To National Security : 4:14 PM EST Wed., Sept. 24, 2003

Finally the weather is back to normal. Back to the foggy, gritty, chilly San Francisco I've grown to love. I couldn't stand that sunny 90 degree weather we've been having for the past few weeks. It just aint SF.

Workout: 2 miles on treadmill
Lunch: Tandoori chicken sandwich

All in all things are pretty kewl. I've been catching up on some ECO and HIS lessons, running or lifting every day, and most importantly, managing my time intelligently. In the process, I've had to give up shooting pool regularly and watching tv/movies. The tv/movies I can do without.. I've got all day Sunday and Monday night for that. However, the pool is another story.. I'm truly itching to pick up a cue and run a rack "up in dat muthafucka". Oh well, lets plan on playing Fri night and/or Sat morning.

Anyways I'm really tired. I didn't sleep well last night: 4AM to around 9:30 plus I haven't had any coffee all day so my brain is only half-working. I'm tempted to take a nap on this chair right quick...

Horrible day of football. I can't believe my fucking luck when it comes to fantasy football. I swear I must be truly cursed by the football gods. Ugh!!!! I'm getting killed by 30-40 and my opponent, the Urban Achievers, still has Portis to play tomorrow. Ugh!!! On top of that both of my RB's, Dillon and THenry got knocked out by injuries. I have no idea how serious the injuries are but with my luck they're probably serious. Damn... why do I even play this crap. Imagine what I could accomplish if I didn't spent all day Sunday on the couch watching games and praying for something I have no control over.

y0y0. Finally visited Hooters SF for the first time last night... Rolled up there with Jovi and his homie Ron from Daygo. I have to say it was a blast but somewhat different from Hooters down in Texas. Not as many blondes...Waitresses were a little thicker and definitely had mo junk in dem trunks. On the bright side the waitresses were very friendly and accommodating (I got pics to prove it). As far as the wings, they were aight... Not as spicy as advertised and tasted as if they had been frozen for a very long time. Their naming conventions are surprisingly different too: Bentley wings are known as 911 in deez here parts. After four pints of Sierra and two pitchers of Coors Light (yes, I unwillingly drank some Coors Light) we made our way to North Beach and hit some lounge spot called Sushi something. Most of the popular spots had extremely long lines and since we weren't exactly appropriately dressed we hit this spot. I don't really remember too much as I was in a semi-drunken stupor by then, I think all the peeps up in there treated it as a last resort type spot too. Nothing noteworthy.

Even though it's only been 2-3 days, Project Wake Yo Azz Up On Time has been successful. I just have to follow through and make it a habit.. A way of life. knaw whut i mean??

After I maintain some regularity in my schedule other things should automatically improve too (work, school, etc).

Workout for the day: Treadmill 30 mins @5.2-6.0
Bumpin: The Apl Song - Black Eyed Peas

werd. Well I'm a few minutes late... You've gotta appreciate the effort though. Excuse me while I make coffee.

Starting anew...

With all the possible happenings in my near and distant future I've decided to get in shape: mentally, physically, and spirtually (not to mention spiritually). After all who knows what could happen next... loss of employment, a little sun on the way, home purchase, etc. On top of that I've gotta endure these damn courses. In order to make these things happen (or not happen) I must be in peak form.

As corny as a blog/diary my seem it may prove helpful in the end. Who the fuck knows.. but we're soon to find out it. And as soon as a few kinks are ironed out I may be able to contribute something both entertaining and insightful to the general public (don't hold your breath).

Lets focus on one thing right now.. ONE thing. That should be enough:

Wake up at a reasonable fucking time!!!
Tomorrow's goal: wake up at 8:30 AM PST

That's it for today. Expect blog from me around that time. L8.

Finally got a blogger account. This is a test post. Nothing here now.