Myspace is a cult...

It totally is. People worship the Myspace like iGod. They shoot it in their veins like iHeroin while typing on their iMac listening to their iPod chatting with their iFriends because they don't have and real ones. What's better than being the fattest, ugliest, poorest, retarded fucking loser on the planet? Well... pretending your not on Myspace (or the World of Warcraft [pick your addiction]) and having everyone believe you. ha ha ha. That cracks me up. I don't like the Myspace all that much anymore (never really did honestly). It's all spam now. Like the Walmart of the internet. A massively huge place just full of retards and shit. I get like 2570 new friend adds a day and retarded comments/e-mails to join this or do some stupid shit. I guess I could just set my profile to private (or delete it) but then what's the purpose of having an account there? Couldn't people just come here and read my real blog? And don't most people that know me in real life know what kind of music and movies I like? I guess being able to write whatever the hell I want and actually piss a few people off in the process is kinda cool. The 1st amendment rules!

If someone hasn't already they need to make a shirt that says:

I'm much cooler on Myspace than in real life.

And if someone has already made that shirt please let me know so I can go buy one. Or even better, if someone buys me that shirt and sends it to me they will be my BESTEST, #1 spot Myspace friend in the universe!

-mbh signing off...

Jazz close out the Warriors in game 5...

A game before I predicted. I'll take it! Jazz showed a lot of maturity and growth in these series with the Rockets and then the Warriors. The Jazz haven't been to the conference-finals since 1997-1998 when they went to the finals. GO JAZZ! And go Suns! I want the Jazz to play the Suns in the Conference Finals.

So the last few days have been great. We shipped out new software on Thursday of last week and they took the engineering staff out to see Spider-Man 3 at the Jordan Commons. They gave everyone a ticket and a giftcard for food and drinks. Since Angela and I had already seen it I gave my ticket to a friend so he could see it with his wife. As Angela and I were walking out the VP of Engineering stopped us and I introduced Angela to him and said that I gave my ticket to a co-worker so his wife and him could see it. Next thing I know he is handing Angela a ticket and gift card and myself another ticket and said to enjoy the show. He also told Angela that they really enjoy having me work there. So it was a nice surprise. Yeah, Angela and I had already seen it but a free ticket and tons of junk food on an early Friday afternoon? C'mon, it was awesome. After the movie Angela and I came home and "relaxed" he he he for a bit and then headed out for dinner. At first we were looking for a place to watch the Jazz game 3 but all the sports bars were full. So we headed over to Market Street Grill which was really good. Plus we got to watch the Jazz game. Angela get's 50% off on dinner for two there so we got a $100.00 meal for $50.00. It was great! We enjoyed the food, the game (even though the Jazz got blown out) and mainly enjoyed each others company. Angela was originally going to work a double that day so I'm very happy she didn't. The next day we got to sleep in and spend a nice afternoon together where I got to sneak away for a bit and go get Angela some Mothers Day things. Nothing special but enough to make Angela feel special. I got her a nice card, some yummy chocolates, some tulips (she loves them), a nice smelling Melon candle and some picture frames in which I went to the Walmart and printed out some pictures of her daughter and her and put them in the frames. She loved it and was really happy. The best part of my Mothers Day gift came on Monday at 6:00PM when she got to go get an hour-long deep tissue massage which she has been really wanting and so desperately needed. All-in-all we had a wonderful weekend and spent a ton of quality time together. Combine that with a Jazz win @ Golden State and favorable results Friday morning at you-know-where you could say the weekend was, dare I say... PERFECT? About as close as it can get.

Anyways, for some reason I am feeling extremely exhausted. Must have been all the pacing around and nervousness from the Jazz game. I'm trying to stay awake until Angela gets home but I'm not sure I'll be able to. My eyes are half closed.

Anyways (again),

ANGELA I LOVE YOU & GO UTAH JAZZ!!!

-mbh signing off...

Jazz in seven...

Well, it wasn't Jazz in six like I predicted but hey, they won the series right? Sweet! Not many people in the national media thought the Jazz would win. I'm used to the whole no media respect for the Jazz since they play in a small market but it's really nice to prove the sports writers wrong. Now with the Mavericks out of the way I seriously think the Jazz could go to the conference semi-finals. And if the Suns beat the Spurs I really think the Jazz could get back to the finals. First and foremost they need to beat the Warriors. I predict: Jazz in six. Also, the Jazz have homecourt advantage now, at least until the conference semi's. Homecourt will be huge for the Jazz in the next round. They are tough mofo's in SLC.

I'd like to take a moment to say happy birthday to my good friend Sam who got a great birthday present from the Utah Jazz by beating the Houston Rockets in game seven.

Well, Angela and I are all moved in to our apartment. I can't say it has been easy. Moving is a bitch. We left Utah last Sunday night and got a room in Mesquite, then we drove to Vegas on Monday morning. When we got to the U-Haul rental place and they drove the truck up I was worried that it would be too small. For some reason I thought that Angela's storage unit was 6x10 and so a 6x10 U-Haul made sense, but when we got the the storage facility we found out that her unit was 10x10. Now, trying to fit 10x10 worth of stuff into a 6x10 truck was fricken tough. We had to load the U-Haul halfway and then unload it again like three times and then when all was said and done we still couldn't fit everything. My car was packed, the front of the U-Haul was packed but yet there was still stuff left over. Angela ended up giving the stuff to the storage place. It took us close to 8 hours to load the U-Haul and it was close to 100 degrees in Vegas. We were both way frustrated and almost strangled each other by the time we were done and ready to hit the road. There was no way in hell I was going to drive all the way to Utah that night so we stopped in Mesquite again just in time to watch the Jazz lose game 5. I was pissed. However, Angela and I had great luck at the blackjack tables and won enough money to cover both nights stay, dinner and then some. So that was positive. The next morning we headed out for our apartment (a little late). When we got to Scipio, UT the back tire on the U-Haul exploded. Literally disintegrated right off the rim causing everything in the back of the U-Haul to shift which caused most things to crunch, smash and break. By the time we got to the apartment (Angela had to go on ahead to get the keys before the office closed) we were both exhausted. Angela had thrown her back out and I was on my last leg but between my dad and I we managed to get all the shit unloaded (and the help of a kind neighbor). I can honestly say next time I move I'm either one, going to sell everything I own or two, hire damn movers to do it for me. What a nightmare!

At least it is over and done and we are fully moved in. Oh and I'm piggy-backing on someone in the complex's internet connection. Woot.

Go Jazz!

-mbh signing off...