Bland Tuesday

If you go here, you'll get the gist of my terrible, horrible, no good, very bad birthday. I don't really care to tell it even once more.

My brother called the other day and let us know he made it to Iraq okay. Still anxious on the whole situation, especially since Turner came back. He has so many wonderful stories that I'm even more on edge, if possible.

I'm currently living at Autumn's house. This way I have a ride to and fro and all I have to do is pick her up on time. Plus since we rode in the same car 90% of the time and pay for eachother's gas, it really isn't much different.

We went to Beef's last night to play some free pool (and drink free drinks) and had a blast, which is good considering now Autumn's sick and I'm getting there. I also need to buckle down at work and get my shit straightened out. Therefore we won't be out for a while and last night being fun made it feel like we're leaving on a high note.

Only thing is, I played really well last night. I'm not so much looking forward to blowing at pool again.