crackers.

so.

i was going to post a blog last night about how i feel old, and how a lot of my friends (and sister) are married and a bunch are starting to have kids, and how, at my age now, my dad already had two kids and had been married for eight years, and that made me sad and i really thought a depressing blog would be...well...depressing.

but seriously. how the poo is it already november of the year 2008?

remember y2k? people were scared. they bought water, and bread, and guns, and moved into shelters. we should find those people and let them know 2008 is almost over. man. that'll be a good knee slapper. "hey, guy. you thought the world was ending. surprise!'

two weeks vacation. that would be nice. not in a bunker with water, and bread, and guns. for eight years. but two weeks. with naps. and comic books. and movies. and newcastle.

have you ever had one of those weeks? i feel like this week is one of those weeks. and it makes me tired. and i know. you're thinking to yourself, 'eddie, you're always tired.' by jove, that's the truth. but there's a tireder tired. and that's what i'm rockin' right now.

also, the use of the term 'crackers' comes from kristina, who always says 'crappers.' i swear though, every time she says it i think she's saying 'crackers.' so, i started saying, 'crackers.' it's fun. unless you're at a wedding full of black people. i guess. at least kristina didn't think it was funny. hahahhaha. that kinda made it more funny.

shoooo.

good times.

sorry about the boring blog post. it's possible i'm boring. that would lead to boringness being written. stoopid awake.