God Bless Middle-Market Baseball

I had an extremely shitty day on Monday, and when I realized we didn't necessarily have to show up to class, I decided out-of-the-blue to go to the Rangers-Orioles game. $15 ticket to sit in the first row in center field on a gorgeous night: not something you could do off the cuff in New York or Boston. Even though the Orioles followed their familiar script (get ahead early, go cold, lose the lead, get momentum in the 9th and make fans think they can pull off a comeback before falling on their faces), it was fun and lifted my spirits a bit.

This also isn't something you can do with football or basketball.

FAIL

So all three stories I submitted for Glimmer Train's "Very Short Fiction" award were rejected. Go me.

Parking

Dear douchebag who took up two spaces in a very crowded Maryland garage today,

Thanks, that was truly wonderful of you.

Signed,
Austin

Dry

I've been very good about the alcohol for the past week and a half. I hope you appreciate it, liver and kidneys....

Sigh

This has been one of those weeks where life has kicked your ass and all you can do is lie on the floor and nurse your wounds.

Figures

Of course the semester goes by quickly when I need to make up about $4,000 worth of money I "borrowed" from my student loans to meet basic living expenses. How the hell do I have less than a year left to make that up now?

Ugh

I told myself a couple years ago that I wouldn't drink like I did last night again. Oops....