Whatup internet. This is Nick, and I’m still trying to blog…trying to keep my girl happy, nahmean? Well, I’m getting used to it a bit now and I think I’m getting the hang of it. And my blogging doesn’t preclude my brewskie consumption. In fact, I’m having a Heinie as I type and damn, is it delicious. My girl’s still an addict (I see you, boo) but I might be picking up the habit, strange enough. So she’s going crazy with the boyfriend searching and she found this one cat named Dale that she used to get down with. They’re going out to eat tonight. He’s picking her up at our place, so I’ll get to meet the dude. My boys say I’m being played, but I ain’t threatened. I’m secure in my shit. So we’ll see what happens. While she’s gone I’m gonna get up on people search and try to see who if I can locate a person. Ha, watch me become a private eye or something! Crazy, right? Watch me search for people instead of watch the game. Nah, won’t happen. Alright, I’m gonna go read Rant Farm - To The Economy. Peace.