Saw this quote on Bill Simmons’ column on ESPN.com:

“Being a Bills fan is like sending your girlfriend off to be a roommate on ‘Real World.’ Before the season starts you have this foolish hope that she won’t let you down. However, in the depths of your being, you know that a few weeks from now, you will be sitting on your couch, watching your beloved fumble away her clothes, getting touchdown after touchdown scored on her.”

With my current job forcing me to work 12PM until 9 PM, Tuesday through Friday, and then 9PM until 6PM on Saturday (and not taking into account the 45 minute commute one way), I have a lot less time on my hands then I use to.

According to my rough estimates, which I just made up, that leaves me with two hours of leisure time a week. Most of the time this is spent doing things I use to do to fill the excessive free time I once cherished, browsing the internet and watching reruns of Sportscenter. On my two days off, often times I am just so emotionally and physically drained from being out of the house I cherish sitting on the couch all day with a laptop, big screen television and snack food. While I do enjoy these days, they go quickly and the next week begins again.

It would be great to find the motivation to go out more and do things, but I’ve always been the type of person that prefers a pizza and a movie over a large party. I went to a small college, I only have half a dozen or so close friends, whenever my sister made me play The Sims I lived in a small bachelor pad with a single guy. Less has always been more.

This admittance of my mental state is merely an acknowledgement of my situation. It makes no promise of change or expectation of altercation, just letting the universe know the cycle I’m in and who knows what might happen tomorrow.

Oh wait, I do know, I’ll be at work.

[via facebook chat]
Courtney: Just waiting on the gasman to come.
Casey: whats he doing today
Courtney: turning it back on… drama with the girl who moved out before i moved in, was getting bills and notices and not telling anyone…
Casey: ooo what a crazy bitch … unless you were friends with her… then i can understand her situation.