Dean Kong Steals Shit From Target

...Yes, the title is true. It may be hard to believe, but under Dean's monotone exterior is a viscous criminal. A stealing rat that denies any wrong doing, but let the truth be known. Va-holla!

My blogging has been inconsistent at best and that fact does not please me. My last blog was over a week ago. The best excuse I can come up with is that last week was a busy one filled with quizzes and a formal paper and lets not forget the release of Halo3 (More on Halo3 later, or perhaps a separate blog about it). This week should be a little smoother and should allow me to catch up on my readings I have fallen so far behind on. Tonight with my extra time, I tried my luck at curry and rice and it didn't turn out bad. The only thing that was a little messed up were the potatoes. I think I need to chop them into finer pieces and cook them a little longer. It still was probably the best meal I've had since I moved in. And did anyone catch that Padres vs. Rockies game that just ended a few minutes ago? What a game. A couple of other quick sports notes I should mention while on the topic. I won this years Fantasy Baseball league in the closest Fantasy Championship ever. Quan and I ended up tying 5-5 but Yahoo! awarded me with the victory since I beat him twice out of the three meetings during the regular season we had. Add another trophy to my already crowded collection. I am going to need to invest in a larger trophy case soon. Also, after the Monday Night game, I officially have my first Fantasy Football win of 2007-08. My team is coming together a little better and I hope to make a surge soon.

A couple of old notes I want to mention briefly. O.J Simpson is stupid and so are the New England Patriots. I wish O.J and Cochran the best of luck...oh wait, never mind. Ya, good luck idiot. And the Patriots are fucking cheaters, enough said. However, I am glad Randy Moss is back. But if they didn't cheat against the Eagles during the Super Bowl a few years ago, I would be even more baller than I am now.

A lot has been going on in our apartment since the last time I blogged and most of it is negative. Seeing that my bed time is sneaking up on me rather quickly here, I won't get into it with depth. A lot of the issues revolve around Mitch (And from chatting to roommates, I'm not the only one being bothered) and I've been chatting with a lot of outside sources to see what they would do and what they think of the whole situation. I tried to give them my best third person, non-partisan version of the story to those who needed that version so they could be the judge of all that is going on. I never want to just assume that I am the right party. But of course I gave them my side of the story after I gave them the third party version, because lets face it, venting feels good. Anywho, there has been some major bitching, some unfair yelling, and just to much inconsiderate behavior I see that eats away at me. I'm learning a lot about my fourth roommate, Zak. He is a really laid back dude which is nice, but he is really green when it comes to growing up and learning how to live out in the new adult world with new people. I have grown so much over these past three years. He is a little bit naive on things, but I give him a pass because he is two years behind me. Still, he has a lot of catching up to do. I also learned he is kind of a "bro" type. He is like border line bro - kind of like a bro that didn't make the cut with the other bros and is waiting to be called up. The thing is, I can't really relate with bros, and really people that are like me never get along with bros. I consider them shallow people, that's why I'm glad Zak is border line bro. I am not saying Zak is a shallow person because I don't think he is, I'm just saying he sometimes previews the personality type of those kind of people. The Bro-ish, frat-ish kind of dudes. You know, reckless and careless and naive and stupid and dumb and lets not forget gay. Ah shit, va-holla! Oh, however, there is one thing he does that kind of bothers me. He always sleeps on the living room couch. I mean, if we had 4 couches that would be okay, but we don't have enough seating for everyone when he does that. That is what I mean when I say people aren't considerate because well, he does have a bed.

Anywho, time to end this mess. I got to listen to the new Say Anything joint, arrange some things quick and then bed time. Va-holla!