I have been following the situation that has been going on around the death of Oriole's pitching prospect Steve Bechler during pre-Spring Training. Very sad. In order to get himself back in shape for the upcoming Major League Baseball season he started taking a drug called Xenadrin which has ephedra in it. Not good stuff. That combined with some other non-diagnosed pre-existing health problems caused him to have heat stroke during practice. If I remember right he was only 23. Good Lord. Just starting his life and now this. While I can definitely understand his wanting to lose weight and get in shape, taking diet pills really is not the answer. Trust me. I have been waging war with myself over my weight since I was in high school and I know the desperation of wanting to do anything to drop the pounds. In my junior year I went out and bought some Dexitrim with out my parents knowing in an attempt to make myself thinner. Would have gotten away with it too if I hadn't had the mood swings (even worse than now if you can imagine such a thing) and crankiness. My mother found the box after about a week or so and confronted me with it. That was the end of that little experiment. I was kind of glad to stop, the pills made my heart race and my sleep patterns were not good. Now I know what I need to do to lose the weight, it's just a matter of my actually sticking to it and doing it. Then there's the chocolate...mmmmm chocolate....always my downfall. Almost as good as sex. Almost.

You know, I don't need to watch the soaps anymore because I have my room mate to provide me with all of the drama I need. She was supposed to go up to Harrisburg last night for a long distance bootie call from this guy Rich she knows from her PSEA stuff. Anyway, there was some kind of argument about him trying to hook up with someone else and she ended up not going. This is what gets me, this is the same girl who just four or five days ago was moping around our apartment because her boyfriend had not called her in three days! Helllloooo?! Am I missing something somewhere? Why would she be messing around with someone else when she has a perfectly nice man already. I just don't get it. At least there is never a dull moment around our place. By about 9 I was wishing she had gone because she was talking, loudly which is her only volume level, over my shows so I only caught bits and pieces of Ed and The West Wing. Sigh. I can't win.

Anyone watch my boys kick some turtle butt last night?! Holy banannas what a game! J.J. was on it from the 3 point arc and beyond. Revenge is so much sweeter when it is in your own house. Next up, one last game with the 'Heels then on to March Madness. Woo-Hoo!

Here we go Devils, here we go!