For the past few day i've been dog sitting... ehh... it's really not that bad. the dog is good... it sleeps through the night and its house trained. the thing is i never really knew how many times a day a dog takes a dump. good gosh i don't feed it that much but 7 times? 7 times? freaking insane. so my friends Marc and Megan are on a cruise in Mexico while i rot here.. also my friend Krusty is there also which leaves me alone with no one to play with besides a dog. i've had many conversations with the dog... his name name is Bentley. he follows me everywhere. the second i move he's ready to follow. at least he sleeps the whole night through. on a more positive note i've become addicted to Mt. Dew again... i say again because for some reason i decided that i would drink more water.. that was a bad idea. it left me feeling hydrated which is something that only basketball players should feel. so no more water for me, just more of the green goodness.

Recently i've decided that i need a new job. not that i don't like babysitting small children that get their hair cut by their moms, or eating all the free candy bars one could ever eat. but i feel my time has come.. so in the last week i've decided i have a few options. recently i journeyed to a snow cone shack for some cool refreshment with a friend named Krusty. posted was a sign that stated they were hiring, and the requirements were that you had to be at least 15.. i win! Krusty and I laughed at the thought of working at a snow cone shack and having all the snow cones we ever wanted. as i pondered the thought of actually working in a snow cone shack my soul was over come with excitement. how can i make this a reality? sitting outside of church with the warm sun beating down i figured i would journey over to the shack and jot down the number. i got the number and still havn't called... i even went there the next day and inquired how much the little girl made.. she said, "minimum wage" ha... wow... the thought of working a job for minimum wage... it probably wont happen but its a fun thought...who wouldn't want to work in a snow cone shack and come home with purple hands?? i know i would.