I had an interesting night last night. Jon, Peanut Butter and I went to the Admiral to introduce PB to American “entertainment”. She LOVED it. Jon loved it, too; even if I saw him for all of 20 minutes as soon as we went inside. Good MJ, vodka, dancing, and after the night was FINALLY over…Captain Hook’s. Home at 2AM on the head, in time to watch Spike’s “1000 Ways To Die”. Not long after I woke up this morning, a friend from WAY back asked me to watch his 6 year-old daughter (I call her Funnyface) while he took a temporary breather from the madness that are a child and in-laws. No problem; I love kids. I’m not sure if I want to have them, but I have no qualms with them. Sitting down and watching the Michigan State/Illinois game was somewhat of an adventure. Between her questions, “What’s a Spartan?” and weird requests, “I want chocolate milk and jelly beans”…we had a pretty good time. I could’ve done without being kicked in the shins. Guess I should’ve gone to her soccer games last year. I’m mad she doesn’t have any rhythm, though. That little girl couldn’t catch a beat if she was made of super glue. I hope that if I have a daughter, she’s as cute, weird, and as inquisitive as her. After last Saturday’s thrilling victory against Michigan, I was glad to see them beat Illinois on Illinois Homecoming Day. It pisses me off that State lost close games to Central Michigan and Notre Dame; they’d easily be Top 15 if they had won those games. For the rest of the day, I plan to watch more college football, MLB playoffs, some random tv here and there, munch on some vittles, and rap with mi novia. Till Dimanche! P.S. I miss Karen!!! P.P.S. #shoutout to #myfavoritenerd, Funnyface, Jon, and Peanut Butter…

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