I figured I’d spend some time to get a AAA rating on some light songs, since my feet hurt too much to play standard or heavy for a few days. I managed to get five AAA’s yesterday. The last one took over an hour and drove me nuts, forcing me to play it over and over again after continuously scoring 1 great. It doesn’t help that my pad’s right arrow is flickering, but oddly enough, the single great I kept getting was never in the same place, nor caused by the flickering arrow.

For this latest rant, I’d like to quote a letter forwarded to me by my former friend Becky, who apparently believes it’s fine to entice men into sinful thoughts. Please note that I have enhanced the letter somewhat to provide appropriate descriptions for certain key words.

Becky forwarded me an amusing letter from someone dating a seminary student at Eden. I had a little fun with it. No harm, no foul, right Becky? ^_^

Jen applied for a job at a school in Mokena, IL. They called her this morning and she accepted with much excitement. I was the first person she called! Yay!

Who would have thought I would get good enough at DDR to place in a DDR tournament? I certainly didn’t. Regardless of my own thoughts on the matter, my haphazard ambling was coordinated enough to garner 4th place. I watched the couple dozen other players, and from what I could tell, I should have placed 5th. One of the better players just had the misfortune to be pit against the 1st and 2nd place winners early in the tourney. I guess that’s just how the seeds fell.

Fuck. My central air bit the big one a couple days ago, and I figured it would be a simple matter of calling the home warranty people and asking them to come out and fix it. I couldn’t have been more wrong if I’d spent five hours getting a Girl Scout high on crack, only to sell her into a seedy prostitution ring for a single delicious triscuit. I only wish I had access to a tasty cracker in turbulent times like these.