Addiction.

Call of Duty Modern Warfare 2. Horrible addiction. After a fun day at Hollywood for Mark's birthday with him, Dakota, Chase, Abe, and Mike V. Dakota and I are gonna play COD.
I won't lie. I play it like...everyday of my life.
Plus Dakota's better than me, so maybe one day I won't completely suck....
Anyway, it's fun to play. I'm gonna go play.....
(to be continued)



...(now continued)

Today could possibly be the best day of my winter break. I'm pretty sure it is :) . Also this day plus two other days, which I wish I was not so excited that I forgot to try and remember the dates, are collectively the three best days of my life. (..hopefully that made some kind of sense....)
I am blessed, and lucky.
I may not have gotten to see Anthony Raneri, but I did get to spend some fun time on Hollywood Blvd. with everyone.I got to talk to an old friend, it was...well I'm happier than I could really ever express.

In fact, listening to the words of Anthony Raneri, I was expecting nothing today, I wasn't trying to pull myself together, to put on a happy face, to make something happen. Today was just a day that moved on its own and I went with the flow.

"Will you stop for a while, stop trying to pull yourself together
for some clear “meaning” - some momentary summary?
No on can have poetry or dances, prayer or climaxes all day;
The ordinary blankness of little dramatic consciousness is good for the health sometimes..." -Anthony (Actually I'm a lop for not paying attention. It was Anthony quoting someone else who happens to be John Tagliabue)