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Earlier today (technically yesterday) my very best friend told me that she was upset because a concert for a punk band was sold out. I'd never heard of the band, nor heard any of their songs, but she told me she had liked them for years. I was a little distraught at the notion that I have known her intimatly for close to 7 years, yet I had never known she liked this group. She then proceeded to tell me, that I should know what it means to be me, before I try to know more about her.
I've been troubled by the thought that I don't know who or what I am. I suppose this is an attempt to figure it out.

I don't have any real friends anymore.
I don't really associate with my family.
I love music, but my tastes are more varied than the selection at baskin-robins.
I am geneticlly hispanic, but culturally American.
I'm a jack of all trades, expert at none.
I snowboard in the winter.
I am an automobile enthusiast.
I like to be athletic whenever possible.
I work as a unix system administrator for a large ISP.
I am an Atheist.
I have never tried any drug or controlled substance.
I don't smoke, and I don't really like smokers.
My favorite drink is water.
My favorite condiment is barbeque sauce.
I am 23 years old with a receeding hairline.
I like most seafood, but not fish.
I prefer the nighttime (carpe noctem!)
I am social, yet I enjoy solitude.
And I am confused

--Abe

So last night, me, my buddy, and his girlfriend went to dave & busters...We were playing this one game called Cromptons Casino Nights. I decided, since I was just being a spectator, I'd put $5 on my card and play too... well... Apparantly, there's this "Random Jackpot" feature on the game... about 4000 tickets later, 2 trips from the attendant to reload the machine, several looks from other guests, we decided to quit while we were ahead and call it a night... I now have over 11000 points on that card... I can get this R/C power boat, but I'm gonna keep saving points untile something cool pops in my head.

I've noticed, that I laugh when it hurts. Last week, I was donating blood... I started laughing like a madman... after last nights adventure I've been laughing at just about anything... I guess it is good medicine...so is the 400mg of Ibprofen I'm on :-P

Today, I decided to try something new. I went down to Vans Skate Park... I've been riding inlines since I was about 9 years old. I played roller hockey for most of my Jr High - high shcool experience. In the winter I snowboard...so I figured, this could be just another thing I could do. Well, the jury is still out, but let me present the facts.

• Concrete can be both hard and slick at the same time
• "Large" wristguards don't fit Xtra Large people
• a 23 year old can't necesarily do what a 6 year old can

I figure I'll try it again, maybe... I'll need to buy the proper fit wristguard, I fell hard once, and it was enough. Right now the bottom 'thumb' area of my left hand hurts from impact, and the top wrist area of my right hurt from I don't know what.... Oh well, as Jason Lee (who was once a professional skater) once said in Mallrats

"A couple of pins in the hip, and I'll be as good as new"

--Abe