Football Guilt.

I don't like football, I didn't even know who was playing until a few minutes before I headed over there to my friend's to watch the game. I just knew there would be tasty treats waiting for me. I didn't want to jump on the bandwagon last minute. I didn't like my hometown team the Miami Dolphins, they sucked so much while I was growing up, I mean I know they completed the only "perfect season" in the 70's but, in the 80/90's? I couldn't do it. I couldn't watch them lose all the time I'm too emotional. Whenever the superbowl was at Miami I'd look outside at the blimps hovering over the stadium wondering why it was never the Dolphins there. So I watched the Miami Heat get into fights with the Knicks and that's how I became a basketball fan.

I watched the game with my friend, her boyfriend, and her Dad. My friend's boyfriend Red I'll call him, is a hustler. He sells bootleg dvds, white tees whatever you need. He can find it. Not really. I asked him if he had Everybody Hates Chris season 2, he said no. So I won't be doing business with him. He always has bright ideas, during the game he came up with the bright idea that he should sell shirts that have text message phrases people commonly use....
"So how do people know it's a text message."
He doesn't know.
"Maybe you should include the phone on the shirt as well."
It might be a hot trend, who knows. He's the type of guy that thinks he has the whole world figured out. And to him everything is about money. Money=happiness. Money=future, Money=life. He's right to an extent but I disagree with the money=happiness part, so does my friend but we let him explain away anyway. Since he knows everything he insisted the game was rigged already, the mafia is controlling the referee's life so he's going to make shady calls. Everytime the ball dropped and they'd stop the game he'd jump up and yell "See I told you!" until we watched the replay. I kept reminding him that it was raining so the ball might be slippery. I didn't know who I wanted to win. My friend is a Colts fan because of P.Manning, and Red wanted the Bears to win because he bet 100 dollars. I felt bad when he lost that 100 because I'm ridiculously empathetic. He shouldn't be gambling anyway.

I've been packing on some pounds lately, nothing extremely noticeable but I've been trying to watch what I eat I've been paranoid about my health lately. No fastfood, no soda, easy on the sweets, excercise here and there, no use I'm still gaining weight. So I decide I'm going to lay off of the desert for a while. When I get there my friend's like "I bought cupcakes just for you, but you can't eat the vanilla ones only chocolate." There were plenty of chocolate ones. Publix cupcakes. I only like Publix cake. Not Winn-Dixie, definitely not Wal-Mart. Only Publix...sweet...mass produced...carbolicious cupcakes. And in the middle was a round cake with an edible image of the Colts and Bears Superbowl XLI South Florida 02/04/07. I wanted that cake. But I didn't want. I wanted all of it. And the cakes just there like "Stop playing, you don't even like football, you know you came here for me."
and I'm like.
"But what about the six pack I'm trying to get?"
And the cakes like "what six pack? you can always diet another day. But I won't always be here. Let's live for now. Right now. So...what do you want to do. Because you know something...I can make feel good"
And I'm like "Yeah, you'll make me happy now. But what about later, when your not here and I'm suffering the consequences you won't be any use for me then."
And the cakes like "Yeah but you know still want me."
And then my friend puts the cake in a container and tells me I can take it home. Damn.
I took a piece just now, it was so tasty. I took some frosting off to take some guilt away.

This video is pretty irrelevant. But I like this song. Gwen Stefani ft. Akon. 18 more days