Posts in Sunday Meatball Chronicles

It’s said that the volatility of your innate short temper is exacerbated by the aftermath of your abuse of illicit drugs. Fair enough. But what if we weren’t doing drugs? I sit here wondering why Ryan is in such a piss poor mood on this... [+]

It’s 5:15 AM and this my friends is true love. Ryan is running the Xterra Claw race at Alafia State Park and 1 volunteer = 1 free registration. Why the hell not? Why wouldn’t I want to wake up at 5:15 on a Sunday and... [+]

Church. A building for public Christian worship. A building I’ve been avoiding at all costs since I was confirmed and my parent’s told me I was old enough to make my own decisions. Truth be told, you have a better chance in getting me to... [+]

There’s a naked intruder and I have to admit this is the first time in my life something this fabulous has occurred. He is banging the door down at 5:50 AM, and I’m slightly delirious, staying at Ryan’s. Although Ryan’s roommate Patrick is probably frustrated... [+]

Lately I love him more. I dunno if it’s his newly waxed chest, or the fact that he drank soy sauce through a straw last night at dinner. He makes me happy and with every move he makes I find myself thinking “wow he really... [+]