It is kind of a relief to do this weekly

because you write a little differently when you know you are not going to be graded. The most important thing that happened this week is that I hurt my back in a fight. It was not a malicious drunken fight, just my friend and I training. I am sure this will go way over most of the readers heads, but I was put in a triangle choke and tried to roll the wrong way to escape. Mistake. I have never broken a bone or been seriously hurt so the idea was foreign to me. However, I realized something; When you are in chronic pain, it dominates your mindset. Everything you do you have the afflicted spot on your mind. I guess you could say that it made me empathize more for those people who are in pain all of the time. I went out looking for love last night, and ended up settling for lust. It seems like all of the ladies I have interest in do not call me back. Maybe I should draft up a contract where the terms are a return phone call in the morning. I may do just that for the look on a lady's face when she is presented with it. All in all, it was a great week and tomorrow I head to Seattle to reunite with an old friend, at the Hilton. As my father used to always say, "Jake, you will soon realize that all roads lead to the Hilton." He really used to say that. In closing, I hate Paris Hilton.