In a nutshell, I have a bit of a temper problem. Can you tell? It's taken me 26 years to admit that. Yes Bob & Marti, that means I'm thin skinned and reactive. That is what my key words were for the day I was born. I'm thin skinned and reactive. Anyone else see this? I don't, yeah right! Oh well, accept what you've got and go on with it I say.

How 'bout that Super Bowl?! While I was not very interested, I have to admit it was exciting. I was also glad to see the underdog win. I'm a sucker for the unexpected. I love to see the team that isn't expected to do anything go out there on whatever field they are taking and kick the ever loving crap out of the favorite. Like I said before, I'm a sucker for the underdog. Basically the game came down to this: Rams defense & Kurt Warner, bad. Pats defense and Tom Brady, good. On top of that Mr. Brady is pretty hot. That of course is only my professional opinion.

Eight more days to Valentines day. Ugh. All I keep hearing about at home is the room mate dissecting the little dilema she's gotten herself into. Not only is she seeing this guy Dave that she really likes, but she went out Saturday on a blind date with another guy who she hit it off with as well. Am I missing something? Why all this popularity all of the sudden? Makes me sick. Besides, if she wants to deal with 2 men at once that is her problem. They're nothing but problems anyway. Only good for one thing. Bastards.

On that really upbeat and pleasant note, not much else is going on. Seems I have ticked off my editor for some reason because now he doesn't seem to want to send me out to cover anything. Blah. Looking forward to March when I'm going up to Hoboken to visit my best friend from high school, Leslie. Oh, did I mention I'll be there over St. Patrick's Day weekend? Oh yes, drunken carnage will ensue. Especially since friend Chris has mentioned the possibility of a shin-dig at his place that weekend while I'm there. Let the games begin! Beyond that life, is, well, life. Still hate Jobe #1. Still looking for another job, somewhere, anywhere. Parents still crazy. Now you know where I get it from. Actually, the scarey part is, I'm the most normal person in the clan right now. Try to wrap your brain around that one!

Good night my friends.