april 7th, 2014: 21 and....1?

the first thing i did when i woke up was a review of wrestlemania results. i was a little disappointed, but none of those things really mattered. as long as the undertaker won, i was good. and he did...not? reading the results again in disbelief. the steak was over. the scope of that is bigger than my normal daily report though.

i received an email from anthony today and thats the kind of thing that puts a little sunshine on my days. any time i hear from an old friend its always a good thing.

off to work. i hadnt noticed, but the weather was dreary and rainy. fitting.

at some point in work, sill tells me not to make plans for july. thats a bit too late. he says a few comically vague things about how something was going on. i respond with, "...what about the mission?" sometimes i feel like maybe i shouldnt joke about things as a way to deal with them.

working out.

home. opening the refrigerator for something. apparently its been off since saturday. damn.

chinese food. watching wrestlemania and trying to wrap my mind around that whole undertaker thing.

infamous.

bed