Monday and June

I couldn't sleep last night. I was dragging ass until 4am, trying vainly to fall asleep. And, slacker that I am, I didn't have any red wine for backup; Even a 2:30 showing of "Action Jackson" on HBO Signature could not calm my aching soul. It was a long night.

Today has been suprisingly upbeat, though. My father suddenly put in his "retirement" papers, and joined me in the world of the semi-employed. Michael Jackson was acquitted. I could care less. But then, what's this on my email? Fantasy football is available on Yahoo? Now we're talking.

I've basically been filing away funny team names since I lost to Locke in last year's final. And since King has already used "Let's Eat Us A Fetus", there's nowhere to go up downhill.

-R/NER