¿MyStiFieD? Weekend Summary:

Friday: All night Volleyball-athon. Holy crap man, too used to playing volleyball in the sand. I was diving around and sliding; ended up scrapping both my kneecaps and ruining a perfectly good pair of warm up pants.

Saturday: Still at the volleyball-athon. Got out at 5 am. Breakfast at Denny's. I dunno how everyone stayed so awake. I mean, it was eight effin hours of volleyball. I personally couldn't eat. Drove home, slept at 9, freakin woke up at 12:30 am. I hate not being able to sleep past 12. Did some other shit like fixing my sunroof but not much.

Sunday: Chilled with my long time friend Jim, drove back to philly. This dude, don't even know who, proceeded to IM me about my website and then went straight into calling me a riceboy. Wow. Talk about not being a people person. Needless to say I will no longer bless him (i'm assuming it's a him, girls aren't that stupid), with my presence.

That is all, i'm tired. Sorry guys, I got a long day of ricing out my car tomorrow. Need my window washer lights, muffler LED tip, type R sticker, seven foot wing, 7" exhaust tip, and stickers. Lots and lots of stickers. Yup. I'm a rice boy. I didn't know either until some internet stranger had the decency to tell me.