Almost done with finals. Gonna update with a new attitude soon! For real this time!

Took out the tagboard and sitemeter thing. For some reason when I try to view it with IE it doesn't show all of the page. It stops right below the tagboard. Fixed it now though. Better. I'll post more soon, just gotta sleep first.

Sleep...

I have a paper due in two days. 5 pages. Comparison between the autobiography of Malcolm X and NSC-68. Won't be fun. But 5 pages isn't much.

Thinking about skipping all of my classes today so I can work exclusively on it. But I don't think I'll skip history. Or psychology.

Am worried about the Mavs. But the next three games determine a lot. Who has the will to make it to the next round? I sure hope the Mavs pul it together and start giving Dirk 30 shots. KS took 30 shots, made 13, and no one said anything about that. Of course, it also helped that Cassell went for 40. It's nice to have someone at your side.

Dark and cloudy outside. I want to play ball. So I hope the weather clears up.

Alright, time to start working.

Things going well, at least as well as they can. I'm happy about basketball, and it's really been the high point for this week or so.

I ate way too much tonight. Had a Monte Cristo from Bennigan's. I feel like I just swallowed 50 bags of skittles whole, then washed them down with a gallon of water. That's how full I feel.

It was funny though. They served this red stuff with some appetizer, they were onions or something. Well, E couldn't figure out what it was. I took a couple of tastes, and said, "It's ketchup mixed with Jack Daniels." He thought about it and agreed with me. It's funny what I remember from my drinking days.

Haven't had a drink in 8 months. Don't miss it. Well, I do miss it a little, but not enough for me to act on it.

Mavs - Sac, first round. Yes! Total greatness.

My hair is so soft. Yes!

In case you missed what I said on Monday at 1:03AM, I declared that both UCONN Men and Women's basketball teams would win the championship. I said "Trust me, I gamble, and I'm good at it." Unfortunately, I didn't bet. I should have...

Didn't post for Tuesday night because I got back late from my brother's. Fun stuff. Plenty of yelling. All in good fun yelling though.

Weird dreams again. This time some mythical creature was converting regular animals to it's form. I didn't understand it. I also saw young adult cats playing with small birds, a turtle on its back, and an airport located on a swamp. Really, don't know what it all meant.

Government test tomorrow, and I still have to study. Great. I better jump on it.

Which would you rather have?

As much as I love basketball, I can't choose against it in this case.

Don't have much to say tonight. Got back from my fun weekend, and I'm a little low on sleep. Really, I am exhausted. And I still have at least one test this week that I know of. This will be fun...

Well over here it's been like thunderstorm crazy. It's supposed to rain the next three days or something. I love it. I love it when it rains. Th only bad thing is getting to and from class. But I can handle it. I just have to avoid wearing a white shirt.

I took a sneak peak at the ESPN power rankings for the NBA. Stein has the Mavs sitting at number 8. Hello! 4-game win streak! Averaging over 130 points over those games too. Who in this league can score 130 points without burning out first? No one...

I was hoping that San Antonio would lose today to the Lakers, but I was dissapointed. Speaking of which, more than 24 hours before the Final Four started, I said to my brother, "You know, those Oklahoma State fans are going to be upset after tomorrow night." Sure enough, I was right. I also have picked both UCONNs to win it all. Put your money on them. Trust me, I gamble, and I'm good at it.

Raffles, card games, it doesn't matter. Lady Luck is always on my side. It's something I can't explain, but I don't really need to know why either. I just know it's something special with me.

Alright, I gotta get to bed. I'm gonna pass out soon.

Going to my Bro's in hours. I need to sleep in between though.

There's some people shouting in the hallway outside of my door. It's pissing me off. Oh well, they're kids. What are you gonna do?

I want to play more basketball. I wanted to play today, but it rained. I've played on those courts when they were wet. I ended up slipping and falling on my ass. Fun stuff.

I have regained my ear for Tool. Maynard's voice is just hard to get away from. Doesn't help that I listen to A Perfect Circle everyday.

Why does Woody Paige always have to get eliminated? I want him to win every time. He obviously brings the humor to the show, and he's not afraid to drop some inappropriate words every once in a while. Sort of like an older version of me.

I have a mini-hoop in my room. I have the matching mini-basketball as well. Those shots are falling like crazy! There should be an indoor league with small goals on doors. I'd be king.

The white text idea...good? Bad? What...oh, it already says that below. Ha!

I hope I never hook up with some controlling woman who burps and doesn't say excuse me, among other things.

Saw Hellboy. Not bad. Could be better. Worth 8 bucks? I'll have to say, "no." But I saw it for free. Ha!

OOh, gonna get some Mavs highlights on Sportscenter. I might just stay up a bit longer.

If a diamond can make a girl shiver with pleasure, I need to learn how to crap out diamonds. Then I can be king of all that is good.

Actually fixed up my hair today. Turned out nicely. I think I need to add spikes to it again though. If I don't, it looks flat. I don't want to look flat. I want to look good. "Let's start looking good."

I've decided that for today, I don't want a relationship. Tune in tomorrow to see if it changes!

Well, the highlights came and left. I'm done.

What if I start using white text? I could hide messages. But now everyone will know. Hmm...

Dork!

I've decided to come back for the mean time. I don't have much to say really. I just don't want to wear out my creativity.

It's April Fools Day. Great. I'm asking for it by stepping outside my door.

If the world blew up tomorrow, the 2nd, I would want to feel it in slow-motion. Gradually move further and further from everyone on this planet.

Wow, what I said is true. "Some guys want to be used."

My hair is so soft right now. Run fingers through it, close your eyes. It's like running across a plain with a southern wind grazing the back of your neck. Delicious!

Either way, we'll see where this leads me. Sleep for now.

It's just not working.

Oh wow.

Tim Legler was just talking on NBA Fastbreak. Kevin Fraser and Legler were talking about the Pistons and the NBA Finals.

"That's fine, it [defense but no offense] might get you out of the East, but when you start playing teams like Sacramento, the Lakers, Minnesota, and Dallas in the Finals, it doesn't matter."

He mentioned Dallas and NBA Finals in the same sentence. Also, he left out San Antonio. Greatness. I'm going to start reading his columns just because of that.

Oh oh oh! Again. They showed the match-ups for Wednesday night on ESPN, Dallas at Indiana and Kings at Lakers. Legler said, "Hey! Those are four great teams right there."

Thank you Legler. Thank you for giving some props to the Mavs. Good to see not everyone in the media bashes the Mavs.

By the way, I keep trying to post questions on the chats with Bill Walton and such analysts. None of them have made it though. The question I always pose is, "Why is it so cool to bash the Mavs? What does everyone have against them?"

My whole example was when they played Phoenix the first time this month. The post-game highlights on ESPN heavily featured the Suns, with only one shot going to Dirk. The Suns LOST! Why highlight a losing team?

What fun!

Red Blood Cell Mass Count. This is what happens...

They draw blood from your right arm, mix it with Chromium-51 for 30 minutes. Then they inject it back into your left arm and let that circulate for 20 minutes. Then they draw blood again from your right arm. The injection needle is thin and doesn't hurt much. The drawing needle is thick as hell and does hurt. Not enough to make me cry, but enough for me to say, "ooh."

Skipped the liver 'scan' because it takes two hours, and I was definitely not prepared for that. That also involves more injections. Still went to the stomach doctor, and pretty much I'm fine now in that area. Says I got a little bit of the reflux, but not enough to do something drastic.

So yea, today has been real fun. And really, I was planning to play basketball this afternoon. Even at 5, I still thought about at least shooting around. Gonna play tomorrow hopefully. Supposed to rain or something. I played on a wet court once, and it's not fun by any measure.

Received my fashion help, and it has been determined that I finally need to break down and buy some jeans. I hate jeans. I really do. But if I can look better in them, and be able to wear my new shoes, then I'm all for it.

When it comes to fashion, I'm your typical khakis with a blue shirt kind of guy. I stick with it because I know I look decent in it. Brighter colors don't usually mix well with my skin tone. Dark blues and blacks mix well though. There are two types of mexicans. Those who can wear gold, and those who can wear other, like silver or platinum. I am the latter. So of course, my basic outfit is dark khakis, dark blue shirt, silver chain, and my oh-so-favorite titanium ring. Cap it off with some navy blue shoes, and I'm good. Although, I need to think about getting some brown boots. I saw some Lugz that really caught my attention. The brown and white ones. Real nice. I could go all ghetto. Huge baggy pants, my white shoes, and my Nowitski jersey with the white shirt underneath. Eh, that's not real "Urban." Maybe if I had a Mavericks cap also. But I don't wear caps because my hair needs to flow freely. OOOOooooh. I got this gel/dye that spikes hair and turns it blue. Real sweet. Already tried the red one.

Really don't have much else to say. Maybe I should take a break.

Nevermind, I'm going to bed. But before that, some panties will be placed on my door with a message for whomever left them. Yes!

I don't know why I thought about this, but I figure it might be a shred of evidence that I really am that damn great and perfect and what-not.

At the beginning of the summer last year, an ex of mine dropped by my house while I was alone and sleeping. She dropped a note at the doorstep, informing me that I was going to call her on her cell. First of all, for those who don't know, do not, I repeat, do not tell me what I am going to do if I have a choice. I will pick the other option just because I don't want to give you the satisfaction of being right.

But yes, this same chic stalked me for quite some time. I thought it was funny...and flattering. I still have the note but I don't know why. I guess it's just in case I need to show some authority figure. Oh, and the best part...

We were only together for a month.

Wait, actually, it was one day short of a month. I remember because I thought it made everything hilarious. I had to dump her because it just wasn't working for me. She was all happy and cheery, but relationships that involve me also involve my feelings.

She was a nice girl. A little crazy, but still nice. 29 days of being with me drove her to being my very own stalker. I'll admit, if I had been awake and noticed she was at my door, I would have asked her in for some 'fun.' No doubt. I'm a guy, I need lovin' too.

My voice is all weird. I sound like Barry White with a cold. Well, maybe not that deep, but close. Can't explain it either. Oh well. I think I may post more later.

It's been a while since I've added anyone to my link list on the right. But, I did check out this blog, and it's well-written. Maybe it's just that the unicorn story makes me wish I had a unicorn of my own. Female unicorn of course. Someone from far away just to make out with. No strings attached. Either way, check it out maybe.

I did find out when my appointments are. Get this. I'm having a blood lab done in the morning, a liver 'scan' and a doctor's appointment afterwards. Three medical dates. Woo hoo. Tomorrow is going to be plenty of fun.

The 'ass' did come clean before I even asked about what was up with my bed. That's respectable. Still, I don't want any guy sleeping in my bed other than me. Females, it's fine because to me, they are cleaner and smell better. If some hot model wanted to sleep on my bed, no doubt about it.

Damnit, that damn song is stuck in my head, and it sucks so damn much. Which? "I Believe In A Thing Called Love." The Darkness. SO gay. Really. Oh, and then throw in my head that damn Incubus song. Yes, the new one, "Megalomaniac." Now I just want to blow my brains out. Ladies, fine, if you like Incubus because the lead singer is good looking, fine, go ahead. But don't even try to tell me with a straight face that you like the music they make.

So yea, more later.

Alright people, Andy needs some fashion help.

I'm a noob to white shoes, and I just bought some really sweet T-Macs. They're white, with a little silver. I wear nothing but khakis since I hate jeans so much. The thing is, I don't know where to draw the line on shirts. I tried out wearing khaki carpenter pants, the white shoes, and a dark blue shirt. I felt awkward. I tried wearing a red shirt with the bottom half. Still felt awkward. What do I do?

I still have my blue Vans to fall back on, so I won't be too hurt if I can't wear them just yet. Of everything I know about fashion and what not to wear, this one has me stumped.

Ok, my alarm clock isn't working, and my blanket is laying a bit different than how I left it. Should I assume the obvious? And if so, should I kick someone's ass for it?

Maybe I am just being over-paranoid. It's possible, I guess. I'm going to ask, and if I feel like I'm being lied to, then someone is going to hurt.

If there's one thing I just don't allow, it's someone F'ing around with my stuff. That's where the line is, and if it's crossed, you can bet there's going to be hell to pay.

I'm back in the dorm and I have been looking forward to it, but I feel like this last stretch is going to be rougher than I expected. If that's the case, then I'm really going to be an angry person for a long time. If I was mad before, then this is going to be a whole new feeling. People will cry, some will hurt more than others, and even more could possibly bleed. I mean it. I don't feel guilty about making someone hurt. Especially if they do deserve it.

I'm really not a mean person. But it is somewhere in me. I try my best to be nice, courteous, and such. But if you keep poking the bear, you're gonna get hurt. That's just the way it works. There are people in my past who can affirm that. There are people today who don't have a clue. I guess I should put a sign outside my door.

Alright, it's getting late, and tomorrow is the first class day after Spring Break. I better get some sleep in. Last night, I was up until 4, and my Mom woke me up at 9. Yea, it's been rough today. The hot dogs I ate today are giving me horrible acid reflux. Oh well. If I go to sleep, I'll be fine.

How weird. Blogger changed. Oh well. They could have at least told me before they did it.

But yea, it was just Friday, and I'm feeling decent. Stupid hospital called me up, asking about my appointment, and they tell me that it's for Tuesday (I didn't set the appointment, the hematologist did). I already have another doctor's appointment that day, so I gotta make sure they don't have some time conflict. This is gona suck, because the place is far north too.

Talking more about getting an apartment. This could be good. Something about E wanting to move in with us as well. It'll be weird, but I guess itcould be fun also. I wonder how my sis-in-law likes it though.

Haircut tomorrow morning. I might try to get my hair lightened up a bit. I need to shave.

Tomorrow afternoon I'll be back in Austin. Only saw two of my school friends, and one other outside that circle. There were a few people I would have liked to have visited, but I'll just have to clean out my little black book later. It's getting around that time where I go through my list of friends and check off the good ones and 'x' out the bad ones. Don't bother asking which you are. If you have to ask, then you should know the answer.

Still have a little bit of work to do on this computer, so I'm gonna do that right now. I'll try to post Sunday, because I doubt I will get a chance tomorrow. Oooh, gonna get my shoes tomorrow, gonna have me some fun, I'm gonna be realy happy. I mean, new shoes, haircut, a good clean shave, I'm going to be so hot. Hahahaha...