Sulking On A Beautiful Weekend

So I've just finished watching the Yankees get swept by the Redsox, at Fenway. Anyone who knows me pretty well, will tell you I'm a pretty die hard Yanks fan. For crying out loud! I got in to a brawl in Gainesville, a few years back because of the whole NY vs. Boston rivalry. Man that night was bananas. But I'll tell that story another time... So here I am brooding over the difficult loss and feeling like this weekend has gone completely down the drain. Just over three lousy games. WTF?! I know it's still early in the season and this is their first of many series against each other, but it's just because they got swept by Boston, that really pisses me off. People who aren't fans of neither team can't bare to grasp how heated this rivalry really is. In any sport, winning a series against your arch-rivals, gives you bragging rights to talk shit. So it's safe to say that, when the Yankees lose, the fans lose. Believe me. I'll be hearing it all this week from Redsox fans, about the whole series and what went down. All I have to do is wear my fitted and I'm a walking target for some Boston douche bag. Don't get me wrong, I've grown accustomed to the "trash talking". It's just the fact I rather not start off my week with a barrage of insults/comments on how the Yanks suck. It's just not my cup of tea. But I always say the Yanks will redeem themselves every season, I just hope they actually do it this year. REDEMPTION is a beautiful thing...


I googled Yankees and this is what came up. Even more proof this rivalry is heated... HATE! HATE! HATE!


To make matters worse, I found out today that Scout's skin infection has spread to the back of her ear. I thought the original infection was just about healed, when I checked around her ears and found that she'd been scratching at new areas. Now they're infected. Fuck me side ways!!! Luckily, I had some left over antibiotics and cortisone to avoid her from scratching at it again. Whew!

On a good note, I was able to get in a beach day, on Saturday. Two weeks in a row! That's a new record. I usually tend not to go too often, due to my assortment of tattoos, I don't want damaged. My only downfall of being an avid collector, I may add. Woke up several times that morning hung over and dehydrated from the night before. Just something about that first glass of cold water, that makes you feel like the stars are aligned and you're one with the universe. Maybe it's just me. Then I proceeded to go back to bed, only to be bombarded with phone calls to wake up for the beach. Fuck My Life! The weather was perfect though, well almost. It was quite breezy, but the wind evened out the 85 degree weather. It was just what I needed to relax from Friday's loss (game) and drunken shenanigans. The only thing I kinda wish I didn't do, was smoke. I'm not a big smoker at all, but lately I've been doing it once a week. I've been trying to cut back lately to detox my system and most importantly the fact I might possibly be getting a new job. I'm pretty good at cleaning out my system before any drug test and have yet to fail one. It's just the fact I gave in; hung over and it being a beach day. Hey, why not? But starting tomorrow, I'm back on my detox plan douches!

Well, I hope everyone had a better weekend than I did. If so, go fuck yourself.

-Signing off from the trenches suckas!-