So, once again I'll address the title first, then, and only then will I rip of Quinten.

So, I'll start with sloppy jo's. I had a football game today, against a team that I thought would be really fun to play against. So I get to the school that I play for, and after the drama of taking team pictures, we went back into the metal shop class (our coach is the metal shop teacher) to eat some foodz before the game. However, instead of the usual hot dogs, we had sloppy jo's. It was pretty good, but the cookies where better. So, after waiting for about and hour, we got word that the other team might not show. Great, no? Well, the coach finally said just pack it up. So we did. However, I had no where to go. Then I heard that the girls had a volleyball game. So, what the heck, I'll go. Better than sitting around waiting for my mom. So I call her using a team mates phone; then head over to the ball game.

Now, let's stop the story there. I need to explain a few things.

1. Liz plays on the team I was going to watch, but because she is so good (she practices a LOT) she also plays with the next age group up (which is actually my group, because I'm a year older than her). So I was mainly going to support a friend.

2. I enjoy hanging out with my team mates a lot (maybe show them how to not swear and still be funny), but they often times can be very dumb (and loud).

3. All the other guys there are there because there happen to be female humans that are in the same grade as them playing volleyball. And while I do admit it is nice to see girls in the same grade as me (instead of being assured they exist), the other guys behavior about the whole thing is disgraceful. I can't stand it. Move often than not I can't even look these girls in the eye because I know what they stand for to these guys. I wish there was something I could do to show these people a better way. But I know all I can do is lead by example.

Now that I went off on that tangent, back to the game. The other guys got in trouble for talking loudly when the girls where serving (the whole gym goes quiet) and where forced to sit in a corner by the athletic director. I went and sat next to them during the game, but we didn't talk much. Whatever. I had a good enough time watching the game, and last time I could barely hear myself think because one of the guys was screaming/cheering for the hot girls on the team (who honestly look like they have anger management issues).

After the game I came home and saw that Gamefly had shipped me Spider Man: Web of Shadows. The third game down on my Q, completely skipping over Rachet and Clank and Cabela's Big Game Hunter '10.

Well, that was my day. Now, for all of you who read all the way through my bullcrap ramblings, I'll give you this little thrill. Quinten's voice is squeaky.

J/k Q. Just so you know, all the crap I talk about is just to cover up for my man crush.