- So 5napple wrote up a blog today about childhood aspirations, and I failed to mention my aspirations of becoming a professional wrestler. As a lonely five year old child, my heroes came almost entirely from Saturday morning cartoons and public broadcasting shows.

But then there was wrestling, and two men stood above all others (at least in my mind): Jake "The Snake" Roberts and Bret "The Hitman" Hart. To me, these men embodied everything I wanted to be. I mean, what five year old didn't want to pull a python out of his bag or perform the Sharpshooter on his enemies/gullible friends? I think part of me just wanted a cool nickname starting with "The". Of course, my mother was terrified of snakes and I was far from being "the best there is, the best there was, the best there ever will be" or "The Excellence of Execution", which I didn't actually understand at the time, but boy did it sound cool.

But I grew out of that. I realized that I could hardly deal with the scrapes I received everyday, much less getting clotheslined or piledriven (piledrived? piledrove?). I lack the physicality anyway.

And the Undertaker scared the bejeezus out of me.

- Happiness is waking up early on a Saturday just to watch various cartoons and The Sandlot (twice).

- As I was walking to the laundry room (a couple buildings over from my apartment), I saw this girl and she smiled at me. It always feels good when a girl actually acknowledges my presence, much less smiles at me, but it felt even better because I was wearing my bum-around, laundry day clothing and holding a box of fabric softener. Not exactly the most attractive look.

But she smiled at me all the same, and good times were had by all.

- Things I did today:
* Laundry
* Finished up reading Angels in America.

Things I need to do:
* Work on an essay about the concept of Law in Angels in America (which is as fun and frustrating as it sounds).
* Study for my English, Statistics, and Psych finals (in that order).
* Shower and eat dinner (separately).
* Save the princess.
* Fortify the zombie shelter.
* Feed the velociraptors.
* Get jiggy wit it.

The song on repeat:
De Capulet - Safety Bar


Love and Peace