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"Damn internet pr0n and there multiple opening windows...ummmmm....errrrrr....uuuuuuuuuuuh...I mean Christian Children's fund web site." - Scout-Sniper

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I had a pretty uneventful weekend, but it was fine. After I posted in my livejournal on Friday night, we had poker night at Billy's house at seven o'clock. There were four of us playing nickel ante stakes, so nobody really lost their ass. I came up about two bucks ahead...dealer named the game, so there were some moronic bets that occured, most of which I folded out of so I could watch somebody lose relatively large. Everyone wanted to go to the bar, so I agreed to go along and have a couple of beers with them. I ran into my friend Tom at the pub...he's like a brother...we used to hang out everyday almost all day before he joined the army and I moved here to go to school... So afterward I dropped my friend off at his car and somehow lost Tom who was following me. It was snowing and I was pissed, so I drove to Tom's apartment and broke in. I made myself at home and played with his little Yorkshire Terrier named Buddy...I call him Chewie because he thinks he's a damn wookie or something. Chewie's a kickass dog. Tom assumed that I went to his apartment so he came back to get me. He fixed his door where I had broken it and laughed about it. I knew he'd either be pissed or think it was hilarious and that the latter was more likely.. We drove around on the backroads for a while and watched it snow, and then I crashed on his couch.

We went to eat lunch at a Mexican restuarant on Saturday where I proceeded to decorate the front of one of my favorite shirts with salsa. We laughed like complete infidels for about fifteen minutes. I had to take my shirt off and just wear the white t-shirt underneath because it looked so bad.

I went to bed early on Saturday night and slept for a loooooong time. When I got up my cold was mostly gone. I went by my brother's house to pick up the laundry that I had done on Friday night, and he wasn't home and his house was locked. I broke in. I didn't have to actually break anything to get into HIS house though. I think it took me less time to trick up his door than it would have taken me to use a key to unlock it. He had mentioned that he didn't want me taking off with his clothes hangers, so I booted his computer and set the screen saver to scroll the following message, "I broke in, erased all your nudey pictures from your computer, and stole your clothes hangers. - Matt" I hid almost all of his clothes hangers in his dryer. I bet it will take him an hour to figure out how to change it the screensaver...he JUST got his computer and hasn't used one since we had a Commodore 64 as kids.

I arrived back at my place in time to watch the X-Files and sleep until midnight when I go to work. The X-Files was good...the little boy was creepy.

I lost our basketball pool this week by the tiebreaker score...drat. ...But I'm off work in ten minutes...woohoo! MmmmmMMMmmmm, food. What sounds good to eat?