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All hell is breaking loose here in this insect-infested apartment I call “home”. First my glove almost sends me to an early grave as it falls apart and breaks, which was followed in 24 hours by my Internet crashing for 23 of them, my cable going out for 12 of them, my TV deciding that it no longer enjoys showing color, my cellphone deciding to stop working at all inside my entire apartment, realizing that I have enough money to last me 5 (maybe 6) more days before I go into the red, and possibly worst of all, my computer crashing (and staying crashed) for no aparent reason.

If anybody has ever gotten the problem “Explorer has caused a problem in WININET.DLL” and fixed it, please drop me a line. My IE will load, but when you try to go to any page, it freezes and gives me that error. I got on my laptop and downloaded the DLL file and saved it to a disk, but my desktop won’t allow me to overright it since it says that windows is using it. I’ve done a full virus scan, checked for any updates from microsoft, checked microsoft’s help database, and googled my brains out looking for a solution. And the worst fucking thing is that I JUST FORMATTED IT! There is no reason for there to be any errors on the fucking thing. I wiped that baby clean a few weeks ago and haven’t loaded anything beyond a few basic programs and my songs on it.

However, the operation was successful. After 30 minutes of debating over which leather was of higher quality and closest to her original color followed by an hour of carefully removing the scared and damaged lace and restitching her up, I can safely say that she will be making a full and healthy recovery. As a get-well-soon present, I bought her some new glove oil and treated her to a nice bath and massage and tucked her in for the night last night.

Too bad I still can’t catch worth a shit. Alright, maybe that isn’t quite true, but after tonight, I saw my fielding percentage drop to a horrible .853 after committing my first error of the season on a routine fly-ball as I was running back to my right. There really was no excuss for not catching that ball and I beat myself up for the rest of the night, especially since it led to a solo inside the park homerun. Not that that really mattered though, since we ended up losing 7-2. Hell, technically we lost be forfeit since we didn’t have 3 girls show up, but that is a whole different story. My batting average dropped to .400 after I went 1-3 with two more shitty pop-ups. I swear, I cannot hit a ground ball to save my life. And some of the players on my team need a good crash course in the rules and fundamentals of baseball because it’s physically painful to watch some of our plays. Seriously, my stomach hurts sometimes after watching them.

And last, but certainly not least, I have three exams this week, two of which I have yet to start studying for, and two novels that will be on the exams that I have yet to crack the cover.

This weekend has blown.

This right here is why I’ve been saying the Marlins will win the World Series. If this isn’t the 2003 version of Anaheim, I don’t know what is. That game was amazing =)

Something very tragic happened to me today. As The Shyzers were taking pop-up practice, a routine fly ball glided out of my glove. I then made some smart-ass comment along the lines of “it’s was the glove.” However, there actually was no way that it was the glove. For you see, my glove is the best glove in the world - well, at least to me it is. It used to be my Dad’s glove and for years it was one of those things that I held in awe. I was scared just to touch it because I was afraid of somehow breaking it and having to face my dad to tell him the reason his glove had been destroyed was because some little kid was messing around with it. Sometime in highschool, we were packing things up and I picked up my dad’s glove and told him how much I loved it. The pocket was huge and it seemed like it could catch anything. Years and years of use had made the leather nice and soft and the fingers bent almost magically to be able to catch those balls that seemed almost out of reach. He just looked at me and said “If you like it so much, you can take it.” I was speechless. What could I say?!

So here I was with the perfect glove. I’ll be honest though, I’ve been getting worried about it lately. The stitching is so old and dry that the leather is close to snapping. The tips of the fingers are frayed and close to ripping. And the entrance to where I insert my hand is so ripped, it chafs my wrist whenever I wear it for an extended peiod of time. But I don’t want to think about it. Every time I think about it, it makes me think back to the 10th grade where I had to make the choice as to whether or not to put my dog to sleep. I knew it was best, but after 12 years, you just can’t let go. I mean, it’s your dog. She was a part of me, not just some pet. But I knew it was best for her. I had to stop being selfish and do what somebody who truely loved her would do for her.

As I finished with my smart-ass comment, I punched my fist into my glove like I always do and it felt different. I glanced down and my heart sank as my eyes bulged in horror. Two of the fingers were hanging free after the leather stitching had finally snapped. I sat down and tried to see what I could do, but it was futile. I came home in a state of shock and jumped on-line to see what I could do. Turns out, there are those who have experienced my pain before and who can help remedy it. It turns out that with some minor surgery, I can hopefully restitch her and get her back to normal. And if that fails, for a mere $55, I can ship her off to a few places out west that can overhaul her and do everything in their power to help her. It’s gonna be a tough few weeks, but we can make it through it.

And sticking with my theme of baseball, I have to say that despite the hatred I still feel for my Mariners not making the playoffs, I have to say I am loving this years playoffs! The Marlins (who I’d picked to win it all) have come back from losing the first game to winning an awesome game tonight. The Cubs (who I thought would beat the Braves and lose to Florida) have had Kerry Wood and Mark Prior simply dominate and shut down the Braves. I love it! Oakland (who I think will make it, but lose the World Series) have taken a 2-0 lead on the team I hate most right now, Boston. And New York, is tied with Minnesota, who might pull the upset (though I think NY will win this series). So there you have it, my playoffs predictions that I made over on DMB. I really am loving this years playoffs. Watching players actually show some pure emotion is something that is unmatched. And there have been some damn good games so far this year =)

Oh, and everybody go give Angela some love. She too is trapped here in hell South Carolina and she is going crazy.