Saturday I got home after the truck race and I felt warn out. It was a feeling that I get after spending a day at arrowhead. Even sober, when I am outside for along period of time I get warn out and just feel wierd. So that passed and I went to Starbucks. Black dog has these crappy bands on saturday. When I say crappy I mean it is like some guy with a beard that plays folk music. It makes me want to break his neck like Steven Sagal in "above the Law" So "Race car" girl txts me to go out. I am firmly in the friend zone with her, but it would be nice to take a break from the guys to go hang out with a girl. At this point I am ok with me telling her the chicks I like and I am ok with her doing non christian things with guys. It is all good. I watched the sporting game and we had laughs. I was thinking in the back of my mind that I can't stay out all night because I have to get up and watch Nascar. She made fun of me for liking Nascar, but she likes cars so she can't give me too hard of a time. It was enjoyable to really be silly and dance and be wierd. At one point this hot girl walked across my path and I said this to her. "If I wasn't married I would hit on you"
It was funny because I am not married and it was the worst thing you could probably ever say to a girl. The people I was with laughed. So it was a good night and I got home and went to sleep and Sunday went great as I mentioned earlier.
Rants and raves about The Royals, Sporting KC, Music, life, and junk food.
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