april 27th, 2008.

most days for me start out early. around three in the morning. if i'm lucky, i get to sleep in once in a while until five-twenty. on this sunday, i make it until six-thirty.

do the dog pissin/shitting thing, come in, feed the sweet faced bulldog, rub my eyes a bit, pour a glass of grape soda, and watch, "hitman."

i end up enjoying the film for the most part, i've seen worse videogame flicks by far, but didn't find too much to really nitpick about. it was what it was. timothy olyphant owns.

jump onto, "halo 3," and do up some double experience points weekend team swat, and within two matches advance to gunnery sergeant. i get happy only to find out i have to earn 150 more XP's to get to gunnery sergeant grade 1. dreams are shattered for the day.

spend the rest of the mid to late morning fighting with myself to take a nap while having season five x-files as background noise to help. it never pans out.

bryan, bridget, and atty show up a little later and we make an attempt at getting them caught up on, "the office," and make it through disc three of season two, and at the end of it, i'm reminded why i love the show so much. it's hilarious approach to basic situations with people we've all met at one point in time, in one form or another.

now, i can't be sure, but i think when i was getting atty a popsicle, bryan pulled the ol' wang chungers out and waved it about. i'm not fully sure though.

they leave after a bit, and i retire to more, "halo 3."

i end up going into my room, sifting through more season five x-files, and finally, end up passing out at some point to be awoken by my alarm clock telling me it's time to get ready for work. i curse at it, eat some m & m's, drink some milk, piss, shit, shave, brush my teeth, and head into what will be my day.