Journal title.

I think I finally quit partying...

2005-10-17T18:32:25Z

...about twenty minutes ago. Now I can sleep, but one more thing:

We are gods.

That is all.

jongarland20 @ 2005-09-29T23:45:00

2005-09-30T04:46:38Z

We should win the division more often.

I'm still celebrating.

jongarland20 @ 2005-09-27T22:37:00

2005-09-28T03:38:26Z

Birthdays don't mean shit when you lose.

Well.

2005-09-27T04:26:54Z

I sucked tonight, badly.

My birthday is tomorrow. Anyone want to celebrate?

Tomorrow morning, Scott Podsednik, we're taking you shopping.

Right.

2005-09-26T17:21:02Z

So I'm pitching tonight, which means we'll win, if the offense ever does anything productive, you know. I think my left-fielder better steal some damn bases. Or else I'm going to clean the toilet with his toothbrush again.

Not much else to say, really. We're playing Detroit. That's what's called a No Brainer. At least, in my opinion. Magic number is five. We'll do it, and we'll beat whomever goes to the World Series, because we're talented like that.

I'm going for my eighteenth win and I will get it. It's all a matter of patience and good pitching. So no one bother me today, how about that? I've got too much to concentrate on.

These things are stupid.

2005-09-19T03:38:26Z

But I guess I can just talk about myself here and how great I am, and how I went eight innings my last start, and oh yes, did not get a decision.

But that would be untoward involving my teammates. Who sometimes suck. Especially the left-fielder, he sucks real bad.

Hi, Scott.