  What's going on? A whole lot of nothing folks. I thought that not having a job would be a decent amount of fun, but it is just plain old boring. Went camping this past weekend. The people at the site next to us played ghetto music from 8am until 7pm at which time, they played the entire Waiting To Exhale soundtrack followed by Luther Vandross's Greatest Hits. One word: brutal. But we made the best out of it by making a drinking game out of it. Anytime we heard "baby" or some sort of moan or "hmmm" we had to drink. All I can say is: we got loaded in no time at all. Tonight I am gonig to a party in Chicago - BuckTown area.
I also have a very serious addicition to Dr. Phil. I can't stop watching. It's like a train wreck. Someone needs to stop me. I picked up golfing. Something I can do with my father. I am crappy at golf as he is, so we make a good pair. He's happy so I'm happy. Besides, there are a lot of cute guys on those greens. The only thing I didn't expect were the blisters. 
