Fat (by Weird Al Yankovich)

I came to a haunting realization over the past weekend. I'm getting too damn big. Seeing some pictures of me from Gregg's wedding, I realized i've really let myself go. I weighted myself on Sunday night. 270! Thats the biggest i've ever been. To quote Timecop, "would you lay off the f***ing candy bars" Other than that, its been business as usual. This past weekend I stayed at my parent's house to watch their dog and my sister's. Both dogs were good. I gotta go back to my parent's house tomorrow to help finish pulling up some carpets. That isn't the hard part. Its the pulling up the 8 million staples they used to keep the padding underneath in place. I don't mind helping because they are letting me use their house for my party, which is less than 3 weeks away. In other news

I officially sent my letter to the Holme Circle Office stating my intentions of leaving. As of September 11, i'll technically be a tenant of two different places. At least until October 1st.

I'll be at the Phillies vs Rockies game on Friday. Roy Halladay is scheduled to pitch. Finally, a non-Jamie Moyer start.