I just realized that via my awesome Blackberry mobile device (a.k.a my little slice of heaven) I can make blog posts. So not only can I listen to Angel games anywhere via the Blackberry, I can now post blogs instantly about them too. Get ready for nonsensical rants and tons and tons of grammatical and spelling errors.

So I'm stuck at work, not feeling well at all (I've been sick for the last week or so) and barely awake. I got off work at 11:30 last night and had to be back at 7 this morning. It's safe to say that I'm not very chipper. I'm also pretty sure there are some union violations going on.

I work at a Rite Aid. Sometimes I work in the pharmacy. Sometimes I work up front. Most of the time I serve bratty, borderline obese children ice cream. Ah, the perks of being the only man under 30. But, hey... you can't beat free health insurance, even if it comes with knowing that I'm spreading diabetes.

So today is Mother's Day, as I'm sure you're all aware of, and so naturally everybody in this conservative Christian town of Murrieta is in my store buying greeting cards at the last minute. Words someone else wrote, repackaged and purchased at the last minute. If that ain't love, then I don't know what love is. Oh, and last minute half-dead flowers too. And don't forget ice cream. The world needs ice cream!

(Can you tell that I'm not a fan of scooping ice cream?)

Anyways, expect more rants, more nonsense and more... Uh... just more.

Peace.