His appeal went in and was accepted by the court of Lindsay. So now my friend has an official relationship, as opposed to the quagmire he has been in the last 4 months. Good for you buddy, I hope this all works out great. She is a wonderful and beautiful girl, and you two be happy.

Now I just need to find myself someone. I cannot live vicariously through him, that is just pathetic.

I need to help my friend Kyle more, he is pretty lonely and is in sore need of companionship. There is a girl in his life, one who I am damned sure likes him as more than a friend, but seems to be incredibly hesitent to speak up. The big problem with Kyle though, is his size. He's a large man, and I know that gets to him, because everyone judges others based on their looks. Everyone. No one can truely deny it. Thing is, this girl sees him all the time, and she doesn't care about how large he is. Which should make him feel better, more confident, right?

Except he isn't. Well, he's full of bravado, and can be an arrogant SOB, but real confidence eludes him. He'd hit me for saying that, but it's true. I just want what is good for him. We just got a place off campus together, and we setting it up pretty good, but we are still missing the one thing that will make our lives....well, complete. Companionship.

I don't know, maybe I think that if I can get someone for him, then karma will rub off and I can find someone for me. Selfish eh? I see so much of myself in Kyle, well except I am not a big and I don't have half the arrogance he does. But I can empathize what he is feeling, I am in the same situation, except I don't have someone who is interested in me.

Kyle, just kiss her already. She won't object, and you life will be improved by it. Unless you get married, then you are screwed.

These last 4 days have been crap, I feel like I have the plague. I blame my friend Kati, she is the plague carrier. What makes it worse is that I still have to go to work, which is not conducive to recovery. I am a very tired Hasting's employee.

And as an added bonus, I snapped the key off in the safe last night, warranting a call to the locksmith so that the store can open tomorrow. Yay Jared! Good Job!

Yawn....I just spent much of the day moving my friends Molly and Corey into their new apartment. NOT how I wanted to spend my day off. Ahh well, it was some sorely needed exercise, and I helped Molly from having a panic attack. It's just that I always seem to be moving. I never had a very stable homelife. Not that it was bad, but I have had to move nearly a dozen times when I lived with my mom, and I have nearly done another dozen AFTER I left the nest.

I guess I am just a professional mover....which sucks btw. Comes with being a big strong guy. Not to mention good looking and charming and nice :P

Need a drink, maybe some Glenfidditch. Needs me some Irish.