You know that old Frank Sinatra song, right? "When I was 17, it was a very good year!" I find it comical, but its the perfect title for a year in review entry! Because yup, its that time of the year. Time to look back and reflect on the year that was, learn some lessons from it all and look forward to the new year with hope for something just a little better.

Did 2006 suck for me? For the most part, no. Although it did have its moments. I would definitely say it was a very life altering year for me, but all in the best way possible. So lets start running it down, shall we?

January: It started out hopeful enough as I was about to go on a second date with a girl I actually liked, Elana (not to be confused with my lesbian bitchy whore of an ex-girlfriend Elena). She was cool, tall, and a lawyer. But after our third date she told me that all she saw it being was friends. I will admit, I was a little crushed. So, to make myself better I bought a HDTV, a nice 32 inch LCD. Best. Purchase. Ever. I love high def and almost refuse to watch anything that isn't broadcast in HD. Well, not really, but still. After her I dated some crazy girl for a week who wanted to officially be called my girlfriend after the second date. Umm, no thanks! January also saw the start of what I shall call "The Road to my First Gig." Thats when my teacher invited me to play with his band, and months of panic began! Other than that, I can't think of anything memorable happening in January.

February: The gig was supposed to be in February, but mid-month it got pushed back to the end of April, which gave me two more months to get good enough to get up in front of people. February saw its share of crazy girls I went out with too (I'll try not to have this be a rundown of the girls I've dated in 2006, but I make no guarantees!) One girl, and I feel bad, I can't even remember her name. We went out once, had absolutely no chemistry together, could barely carry a conversation without a ton of awkward pauses. A bad time all around. Then there was Laura, who was nuts, refused to kiss people and claimed she was a virgin. We lasted two dates, thankfully. And that was February.

March: March saw the addition of my second electric guitar to my collection, third guitar overall. A beautiful teal Gibson SG special. She's a beauty! I used it at my gig and rocked the joint, but that was in April! March saw me embark on about a one month relationship with a girl named Ilyse, who I thought I felt some chemistry with, but as the dates went on I felt less and less, but tried to force myself to feel more, which just failed miserably.

April: Gig month, but that was at the end! I was still seeing Ilyse, until she came to a BBQ my brother threw at my parents house the week before my gig. I should've called her and told her not to come, because I really didn't want her there, and I think my actions (barely talking to her the whole night) spoke to that effect. Needless to say that was the last night I saw or spoke to her. Anyway, the next week was my gig, and you can read all about it in the archives, it was at the end of April. It was awesome! All I thought it was going to be and more! Best experience ever. And moving on to the boring month of May.

May: Nothing really happened in May. I think I went out on one date with some girl named Janine around Memorial Day weekend. She looked like my roommate Ali with a fatter ass, basically. Thats really all there was to May. Sorry.

June: Definitely the turning point month in my year. The month started off rocking, as I saw Pearl Jam twice, on June 1 and again on June 3. I took a cool girl I met off the Pearl Jam message board to the second show. I had to sell the ticket since Seth's brother couldn't go as planned, so I offered it up randomly on the online forums, and lucked out to sell it to a cute girl that lived in NYC. I spent much of the rest of June trying to get together with her, ultimately being able to do so at the end of June. Unfortunately I ended the night by wrecking my knee while walking home. That was a ton of fun, let me tell you.

July: Was the month that I got my ass in gear so that I would lose weight and never have knee problems again (oh silly me.) It started off good enough. I dieted and exercised and the weight flew off. I made the stupid mistake of trying to ride a motorcycle at the end of the month, or beginning of August, I can't remember and ended up messing up my knee again, setting back my progress a bit. But I soldiered on.

August: Saw me going to concerts in NYC on my own, which was awesome. I saw Better Than Ezra and Dashboard Confessional. Really great shows that I wouldn't have gone to see if I didn't just go by myself. So remember, going to a show with someone else is fun, but if you really want to go, just go! I also went out with some girl named Erin twice in August, but there was absolutely no attraction, on either person's part.

September: Labor Day weekend found me going out with a really immature 21 year old once, and getting stood up by her on our second date. The bitch. By September the weight loss was really apparent and I jumped the gun by buying my reward guitar and throwing it in my parents closet until I earned it (Haven't yet. New Years Resolution, get back on the diet and back on the elliptical. Got my new iPod Shuffle to help!) So now I owned 4 guitars, 3 of which were of the electric variety. At the end of September I went on one date with a beast of a woman. She was 6 feet tall, a college athlete and probably could've kicked my ass. Oh, and she wanted me, bad. I wanted nothing to do with that. Good thing too.

October: I reinjured my knee doing who knows what at the end of September/beginning of October. Went back to the doctor who suggested that maybe surgery was an option. Hell no! But, by looking up what the surgery was, I finally had a technical name for what the hell is wrong with my knee. Its called a patellar tracking disorder. Google it. Its fun. My brother got engaged in October, named me his best man, and he turned 30. So a big month for Randy. My roommates and I threw a huge house party in October, that was amazing. Just off the hook! Sorry to go all lame on you there, but it was great. I started some very weird, but helpful physical therapy in October for my knee. Also had to have a wisdom tooth yanked at the end of the month and got my first taste of the wonderful drug known as Vicodin.

November: A crazy month. Seth, Brett, Andrew (Seth's brother) and I went to New Orleans and partied. Thats putting it mildly. Check out the pics and the recap of that one if you need more details. Just craziness. And a lot of drinking of rum flavored drinks. I turned 28, and saw the Rangers lose on my birthday. I went out with a cool girl who just wasn't ready to date at the moment. She was unemployed and that was taking up her thought processes. Oh well, her loss.

December: That brings us to about right now. I started looking for a new job in mid-November, after New Orleans, and landed one by mid-December. Not too shabby, huh? I went out with another amazing girl, but after our third day she gave me the friends speech, only to text me four days later and ask for another chance, which I gladly gave. We've gone out twice more since then, and have plans for New Years. So new job, new girl, things are looking up in 2007!

So, everyone out there, have a very healthy and happy New Years, and I'll see you in 2007!

Classic tune from an amazing band, Pink Floyd, off of "The Wall."

I hope that as you read this, you're getting not only insight into my life and thoughts, but an education in good music as well. Well, one can hope.

Anyway, so the reason for the title? Its not anything literal or metaphorical, I'm just going ice skating with the new girl tonight. This will mark the fifth time we've gone out/hung out. Thats almost an all-time high for me. So far so good. Still not going to jinx it by calling anything too early, or giving out her name. Soon enough. She's really psyched about going ice skating, so I think I came up with a good idea for a date. I went ice skating last winter too, but that sucked, this will be better, I know it!

In related news, today was my last day at my current job. I didn't even work a full day. I left at like 12:15, and that made up a 35 hour work week, which is all we're obligated to do. Anything over that is over time. I spent my morning packing up my desk, doing very little work and basically just making my rounds and saying goodbye to people. I was definitely sad to go, but it was time to move onto to bigger and better things. I know I'll keep in touch with plenty of people from there, so its not a bad thing at all. I start the new job on Wednesday, January 3rd. So I have a nice little break for the next few days. I plan on using it to my full advantage.

The diet and exercise regime starts up again very very soon, and I even bought myself a new little present today to get my ass going again. My grandma gave me a $25 American Express gift check, not card, but check, so I used it towards a new iPod Shuffle. I figure its small, has a built in clip. It'll be easier to exercise with too. I just loaded it up with my workout playlist, as thats about all it would hold. Hopefully I'll get plenty of use out of it. The thing is tiny!

Alright, a little more relaxing needs to be done tonight before the date commences. Its dinner, then ice skating, then who knows what!

Happy New Year to everyone out there if I don't post until 2007. I can feel it now though, 2007 will be a great year!

I know I used this one way back in August after I saw Better Than Ezra, but I can't help use it again, because things are... how do I put this... its hard to come up with just the right word at this moment... its on the tip of my tongue... oh yeah, things are GOOD!

Lets see, where I left off last? I was about to go out with the new girl again, after she told me earlier in the week that things had kind of landed in friend territory for her and I in her mind, but then she had a change of heart, reconsidered and asked for another chance, which I jumped at. I'm so glad that she sent me a text message on Sunday, because we had a great time on Sunday night. I went to her place, we got some Chinese takeout, watched Wedding Crashers, drank a bottle and a half of wine and... I'll just leave it at that. It was a very good time and I'm not sure when, but we're definitely going out again, so this has real potential I think. I just have to not be so over eager with wanting to see her all the time, because I think that'll freak her out. So we'll probably hang out some night this week, doing what, I have no idea, and we'll take it from there.

I had a very nice Christmas day with my family. Even though we're Jewish, we go up to Connecticut to my aunt and uncles house, since he celebrates (even though he's technically not my uncle since my aunt and him never married, but they've been together for over a decade, so its like common law by now, hell, they're on their second house they've owned together!) This was the first year since like 1998 that I joined them for Christmas, because between then and now I've either spent the holiday with the girlfriend I had at the time's family, or in the case of last year, spent it at my parents with Keyser because he wasn't allowed to go. But this year, my aunt relented and allowed the dog to come. He was so well behaved, I was impressed. My aunts big thing was that she didn't want him on the furniture of in certain rooms, so I think he got the point of what was OK and not, and he didn't whine, bark or destroy anything. So I think he'll get an invite back next year, hopefully!

The only thing that sucked about going to CT, was the drive there and back. Up there it wasn't so bad, but going back, with the rain and traffic that caused, it took about three hours to get home. Now, some of that was dropping my grandma off, which was a little out of the way (she lives on the south shore of the Island, and my parents are on the north shore, so it was going south, just to go north again.) Once we got back to my parents I had to pack up my car and head back to my house, on the south shore! So it was a lot of time spent in the car yesterday, which wasn't fun, but everything else was.

Tonight Randy and I are going to an Islander-Ranger game at the Coliseum. Its technically a road game, but so many Ranger fans go to these games that its a nice split. Hopefully they'll win. There's nothing worse than losing to the Islanders in their building. The Rangers are in the midst of a five game losing streak, that hopefully they'll snap tonight!

Alright, back to work, have to train my co-worker who will be taking my position when I leave at the end of the week! Crazy!

Adios and LETS GO RANGERS!!!

The Doors. Classic. Enough said.

But its true, its been a very very strange couple of days for me. At work I'm in my lame duck period. I've been training the help desk guy on the in and outs of my job, as he's going to take my job and they'll hire a new help desk person. I'm glad that something good can come out of me leaving for the rest of the people that I work for. The guy thats taking my job is a really good guy, so I'm happy he'll get a promotion and a raise (so I heard, I don't know specifics, and its none of my business anyway!) So I spent a good portion of time on Thursday and on Friday teaching him about the things that I know, which is kind of scary. One, just the sheer amount of technical knowledge I've picked up along the way is pretty daunting, so for him I'm sure his brain is fried after an hour of two of sitting with me and going over stuff. Hell, my brain feels fried coming up with all the ins and outs of what I do. Two, I can't believe how much stuff I do without even thinking about it. Some of the most easiest and simplest tasks I have to go over in detail because for someone not used to doing it, it isn't so easy and simple.

Other strangeness? My company had the annual holiday party on Friday afternoon. Naturally I had a rocking good time, but it was a little bittersweet, knowing that it'll be the last one for me. I work, for the most part, with a lot of great people, and although a lot of them were sad to hear I was leaving, they were all very happy for me. So I'll definitely miss a lot of the people there, but hopefully we'll keep in touch and whatnot. The party was a lot of fun though, and of course I didn't leave until well after most everyone else had gone home. I had some sobering up to do! But it was a good time, and thats all that counts. I'll miss the place, thats for sure, but mostly for the people!

Last strange thing was with the girl I was going out with. She finally got in touch with me on Wednesday and said that for some reason that she couldn't explain, her view of me veered off the course to boyfriend/relationship and onto the road of friendship. I was a little bit upset at that (OK, maybe a little more than I'm leading on, but I did feel rejected). She couldn't really explain it, just that something in her changed her point of view about me at dinner the other night, despite how great a guy I was. So I told her, how about one more chance to get things back on track? She said she'd think about it. And low and behold, I got a text message from her earlier this afternoon asking if we give it another chance. So of course I said yes, so we have plans tonight, for the takeout and a movie at her place that I suggested for last week. So we'll see how it goes! Alright, I'm out.

I'd say Happy Holidays, but Hanukkah is over, so I'll just go with this:

Merry Christmas!!!

"I won't pay, I won't pay ya, no way
na-na, Why don't you get a job?
Say no way, say no way ya, no way
na-na, why don't you get a job?"

Thank you to The Offspring for that one. They're another band that kind of went away, even though they really rocked. I saw them in concert once at like a radio station show, so it was a short set of tunes, but they rocked the joint. And then they kind of disappeared. Its a shame.

Oh well, so, onto the point. The big secret that I couldn't mention? Well, its out of the bag now. I've been looking for a new job. Actually, been looking pretty actively for about a month or so now, even though its been on my mind to actually find a new job since about July. So, to get to the point, I was made an offer last night for a job that I really wanted, and a very lucrative offer at that. I'm talking the base pay is almost 20% more than what I'm now making with my bonus and overtime. So, you really can't blame a guy for taking a sweet deal like that. And, the position I will have will be more like a consulting gig, so I'll be out there, billing clients and making money for the company, which is always a good thing. You make a company money, and chances are they'll give you more money, you know?

But sadly, I had to give my notice this morning to my boss, which was a little scary, but once I got it over with, I was OK. They're cool with me not giving them the full two weeks, so my last day is next Friday, December 29th. And I'll start my new job on January 2. New year, new job. So all in all, things are looking up for me! And I'm happy.

I just hope things keep going well for me with the new girl I'm seeing. She came to my town last night and we had a very nice meal and she left kind of early because she said she had an early morning and wanted to get plenty of sleep. I totally understand that. But, I did ask her to give me a call when she got home, but instead she sent a text message. I hope I'm not reading too much into all that, because I think she really likes me, and I really like her. I guess only time will tell. I know I have to stop being so eager and overanxious, thats for sure. Hopefully I'll talk to get tonight and we'll see what the deal is.

Well, thats about it for now. I begin the longest week and a half of my life, thats for sure. I haven't done a damn thing today at work, really, just talk to people about leaving and whatnot. That kills the time!

Alright, adios for now!

"Ch-ch-ch-changes! Time may change me, but I can't change time!"

Thank you David Bowie. I know, I'm going old school 70's glam rock for this song title, but its appropriate. I see big changes on the horizon for me and I really can't wait for them to actualize themselves and come into being, instead of just being a possibility in the future. I want it here and now, dammit! I feel like the spoiled little rich girl Veruca Salt from Willy Wonka. "I don't care how, I want it now!" All in due time. I know this much. I'm a patient man, so when it happens, as long as it all happens like I want it to, I'm happy. I know I'm making very little sense. Hopefully very soon I can make a full disclosure. Soon, I promise!

In other news, I had a very nice relaxing weekend. I was in work early on Friday to do some work so I left early, with my new guitar in tow. I splurged and went for the next day shipping, so it got delivered to my office sometime around 10:30, and of course I tore it open and couldn't wait to get it home. I left work early, at about 1:30 or so, went right home and plugged it in. Its pretty damn sweet, I have to admit. I have a new favorite guitar. Sorry old Strat! You'll always be first in my heart, but not necessarily in my hands!

Anyway, I went home, played a bit, then took a nice little nap, maybe an hour or so, got up, packed and went to my parents for the weekend. They were out of town, upstate and my younger brother Mark's college graduation. Congratulations Mark! Even though technically he just walked, he still needs one more class to graduate, but they let him participate in commencement. Friday night I hung out with my dog, my brother and his fiance.

Saturday was the usual. I did my laundry, had my guitar lesson (my last for about a month while my teacher moves and gets settled) and later that night Randy threw a little holiday party for his friends at my parents house, despite the fact that they were coming home later that night! It was a fun party. I had a good time. One of his friends brought his Les Paul, which was a sweet looking and playing guitar. Even though he strung it wrong, and I was so tempted to restring it for him! It was a cool ax, thats for sure! The party was fun, and actual in a twist of irony everyone was getting ready to leave just as my parents pulled up, so I got to do the, "OK, the parents are home, party is over!" moment. Quite comical.

Sunday was spent doing nothing really. I went home to my place once my laundry was done and relaxed for the rest of the day, catching up on TV on my DVR, and doing some work from home. I was actually doing work until 2:30 in the morning, so I came in on Monday and left early again, at like 1:15 this time. I went home Monday, ran some errands and took a nice long nap, for almost two hours. Funny thing happened Monday. While I was home our cleaning lady showed up, so I took the opportunity to get out of her way and ran to the bank and grabbed some lunch. I went to the local bar/restaurant we frequent a lot, especially for Monday Night Football when the Giants are playing. I sat at the bar, ordered a chicken sandwich and a pint Guinness. I was sitting, eating, drinking, minding my own business. I ordered another beer when mine was done, I figured two beers would give me a nice buzz and put me right to sleep, which it did. But the bartender brought it over and said the two middle-aged (more like my father's age) business men wanted to pay for my beer. It sounded like they were glad to see someone drinking Guinness nowadays. Please, I drink the stuff all the time! Anyway, I thanked them, said I appreciated it and it was nice of them, etc. But it was a little creepy. I've never had anyone buy me a drink like that. I mean, I've had friends pay for rounds, but never someone do that to me! I was a little weirded out. So, needless to say, I finished my beer, ate my food, paid my tab and got the hell out of there and went home and passed out. All in all, a good day!

In other news, I have another date with the new girl tonight. I promise I'll actually give her name soon, as soon as I feel like I'm not jumping the gun by doing so. We're doing the "lets get some takeout and eat it at someone's place and watch a movie date." So I take it as a good sign that she's willing to hang out in the comfort of one's own home and not in a public place, especially since I'm going to her place, not mine. It should be fun though, and good. I have a good feeling about her, but again, not going to jinx it! Just taking it one day at a time, like I'm doing with everything nowadays!

Anyway, back to work for a few more hours, then I'm out! Adios for now!

Song title courtesy of Filter, off their album "Title of Record" that contained the hit "Take A Picture" Come on sing it, you know you want to!

Anyway, I know I'm blogging a lot lately and don't know why. I guess there's a lot going on that I feel I need to get out there and off my chest. But this one, this is just pure joy.

I received my Holiday bonus from work into my checking account directly this morning. So what did I do? I bought a guitar. So, being welcomed into the fold of my numerous axes, is a Fender John Mayer Signature Stratocaster, in Shoreline Gold with a red racing stripe.

Ain't she purdy? I know I have absolutely no need for a fourth electric guitar, or a fifth guitar in general, but there's a big difference between need and want. I could've used the money for something else, but you know what? I worked hard for that money, and I earned it, and damn it, I'm going to use it for something fun. I ordered it this morning, got the next day shipping on it, so I get it tomorrow to enjoy the whole weekend through. So, nyah! End of story.

Start of new story.

Had my second date with the girl from Monday last night and it went just as well, if not better. Again, I'm not going to jinx anything and get way too ahead of myself, but I think we click quite well and that there is definite potential for something good and cool there. We'll take it one day at a time, just like I seem to be doing with a lot of stuff lately, and we'll see how it progresses and what happens. We'll probably see each other again next week sometime.

Alright, back to work. I can't wait for the guitar, or to see the girl again. Thats how I know its good. Its rare to get to a third date with someone, and rarer that I would look forward to seeing someone again. Usually its one and done with me. Sometimes two, but usually not at will. But this is good. OK, I'm shutting up now.

"It's not that we're scared, It's just that it's delicate"

That is actually quite a fitting title and song lyric for me to pull out at this current phase of my life. It comes courtesy of the first track off of Damien Rice's debut album "O". You've probably heard it if you're a fan of certain TV shows, like Alias or Lost. They've used it. Anyway, I saw the guy perform last night and for two hours the guy just ripped his heart out of his chest and wore it on his sleeve. Its been awhile since I've seen a show with just SO much raw emotion on display. It was quite moving, and just impressive. At one point, he unplugged his acoustic guitar, stepped to the front of the stage away from the mic, and broke into one of his songs "Cannonball." The whole crowd just shut up and listened. Aside from him and his guitar, you couldn't hear anything else. It was surreal. If you don't own any of his music, go buy some. You get the Matt guarantee on this one. Its great acoustic, folky type music, but with some passion and emotion. Great to relax to and contemplate to. Check it out!

OK, so onto the meaning. I definitely feel that I am at a cross-roads here, or maybe not that, but on the cusp of something great, something life altering. I can't really talk about it too much, because until anything is definite, I don't want to jinx it, or have it get out there prematurely. It is delicate. I'm in a delicate situation, both in my professional and personal life. So for the next few days and/or weeks, I'm treading lightly, carefully planning and calculating every move so that everything works out the way I want it to. Crazy confused? Yeah, me too! But its all good and will all come out in time. Trust me. Would I lie?

OK, don't answer that!

Anyway, one thing I can mention is that I'm going out with the girl from Monday again tonight. I have a really good feeling about it, but again, don't want to get my hopes up too much or jinx it. I think it could be good, and am going to try to play it right this time so that it will be good. I know I'm making all kinds of sense today and I apologize, it was a late night last night at the concert and getting up and going to work, especially in the winter can do weird things to you. Just know that I shall have a full report on everything just as soon as I can mention it. Or, if you REALLY need to know, drop a comment and I can always e-mail.

Alright, enough babbling for now. Wish me luck, in all my delicate endeavors!

Last nite, she said: "Oh, baby, I feel so down. Oh it turns me off, When I feel left out!"

I said I'd use it, and there, I've gone and done it. The Strokes, "Last Nite" Proof that being in a rock band gets you women. Case in point, some no name drummer for The Strokes with a very Italian sounding name has been dating Drew Barrymore for awhile. Lucky bastard. Oh well, anyway, to the point.

Last Nite (I have to keep with that spelling, because thats how the song spells it!) I had an awesome date. I know I've said all the before, numerous times, and we all know how those all went, but this time I'm hopeful. I really liked her, she really liked me and we have plans to go out again on Wednesday night. I won't go into too many details, but we had a really nice dinner and sat at the restaurant for almost a total of two and a half hours just talking, without ever really running out of anything to talk about. That right there is a good sign. We'll see how Wednesday goes, but I came home very exciting about the possibilities with this one, and that really hasn't happened in awhile. So its all good.

Unfortunately I'm pretty exhausted. I didn't get to bed until about midnight, and then I woke up at about 3:30 unable to fall back asleep, so I basically tossed and turned for the next 3 or 4 hours until I had to get out of bed. So yeah, I'm a little tired. Unfortunately I'm going into the city tonight for a concert, so hopefully I can take a nap on the train or something. That would be nice! I'm going to see Damien Rice with Seth and Shari. In case you haven't heard of him directly, his music has been used in a bunch of movies and TV shows. If you ever saw the completely messed up movie Closer with Jude Law, Natalie Portman, Julia Roberts and Clive Owen then you know at least one of his tunes that was playing during the beginning and end of the flick. He's an Irish singer-songwriter folky acoustic guy. I saw him a few years ago with Seth and Shari and he was amazing, so I'm looking forward to more of the same. I just need to get through the day!

Alright, back to work!

"Tell me now how do I feel?"

Take your pick of the original by New Order or the cover by Orgy (What ever happened to them? Its just proof that having a hit cover song as your real hit, is never a good idea. See - Limp Bizkit and "Faith")

Anyway, yes, its Monday, and although I'm a little sad to see the weekend go and to be at work, its not as bad as I'm making it out to be. I have some stuff going on tonight after work that will hopefully pan out nicely, all around, and that would make me a very happy person indeed. I had a decent weekend too, so no complaining there. The rundown you ask? Here you go!

Well, it starts last Thursday night when my roommate Rob and I went to this guys house a few towns down and I bought a vintage guitar amp. A 1974 (the thing is older than me, or my brother, or the length of time my parents have been married!) Fender Vibro Champ. Its a very small amp, all tube (tubes sound better than transistors in an amp, trust me on this) and very low wattage. So it makes a great practice amp or its good for recording. Anyway. I buy the thing after trying it out, get it home, plug it in and notice that the plug is missing the ground prong. Not that it never had one, it did, it was just snapped off. So I plug the amp in anyway, and then plug in the instrument cable. I turn on the amp and grab the cable to plug into the guitar and I get a shock! Odd, right? So I think little of it, sit down on the bed to try this bad boy out and go to slide my laptop out of the way. The laptop is made out of aluminum, and is plugged into the same surge protector as the amp, and just touching the metal gave me another jolt. At this I'm getting a little worried. So I play a little, and at some point, just touching the strings on the guitar (metal again) gave me a jolt. So I promptly turned the thing off and unplugged it.

Last Sunday, while having to drive way too far to try on a suit I bought, I stumbled upon the greatest guitar store ever. So I brought the amp over to them Friday night after work. $60 later, I have a new plug and an amp that won't electrocute me one day. Good stuff. So that was my Friday evening. I passed out watching TV at about 8:30 or so, which is really pathetic, but woke up at about 10:30, and actually watched some TV and messed around online until bed time.

Saturday was the usual routine. I got up, went to my parents house, did some laundry, chilled with Keyser, had my guitar lesson and just generally relaxed at home. I picked up my amp later in the afternoon, and then my parents, me, Randy and Beth (his fiance, I promise to do a who's who entry real soon, I swear!) went out to dinner at a local diner. I should say we went out to breakfast because thats what everyone got, for dinner. Nothing beats that, except if it was good, and it was just OK. I basically crawled into bed at about 8:45, Keyser joined me and I passed out, until 6 AM the next morning when the dog woke me up.

Sunday was spent doing more nothing. I went shopping with my mom briefly. She had a few last gifts to get before the start of Channukah, which is Friday night, I think. She got my little brother an XBOX 360 and a hockey game for it. Only when I got home did I realize they gave me the PS2 version of it, so I had to go back to the mall and get the right one. After that I went back to my house to unpack my laundry and relax a little. My brother met me at my house and we headed into the city to see a Ranger game last night. They won 2-1, which was nice. It was the first win I saw this season. They lost in regulation for Randy's birthday, lost in overtime for my birthday, and won last night. So they're 1-1-1 when I'm in attendance.

That brings us to Monday, which I'm hoping goes by fast. Mostly because I'm out of here at about 3:45, which can't come soon enough. Ugh, its only 10:18. Ouch.

Anyway, have a great Monday everyone! Hopefully mine will be awesome.

"I say my hell is the closet I'm stuck inside."

Thank you Dave Matthews and your Band for today's song title. I'm actually trying to be ironic/sarcastic with it, because there really isn't much of anything to say. Another week down and nothing really to show for it. Well, thats not totally true. There is stuff going on, but I just can't talk about it. Its all really hush hush, you know? Details will follow just as soon as it gets declassified.

Other than that, nothing really to report. Weekend is finally upon us. I don't really have any plans for it, but thats OK. I just need to relax, I think. So thats what I'll do.

Alright, sorry for the lack of anything important. Back to work!

Not with anyone, just with the fact that its Friday, the weekend is almost here, and thats two days with no work where I can just relax and not think about junk that I've been having to put up with during the week. Fridays are a wonderful thing. Even better? Friday afternoons at 5 PM!

OK, so I was back on the diet regime this week, and somewhat on the exercise bandwagon. I need to get fully on that wagon next week, but the dieting is back in force, and thats a good thing. Since New Orleans and on through Thanksgiving I ate like a pig and paid the price! But this week has seemed to equalize things back to where I was pre-New Orleans which is a good thing. I really want to just hit my target already, so here we go!

This weeks results are, from the last weigh in, which was before Thanksgiving and after Nawlins, I am down 2 pounds, so back to where I was right before I left. So I've lost a total of 59 (damn, why can't I hit 60, or 61?!) with 21 more to go (I so want to be at less than 20, like the teens, because single digits are not that far off!) and I'm 74% there. Just need to behave eating wise and get back on the elliptical machine!

Alright, enough for now! Have a great weekend everyone!