I just got back from the Lakers/Warriors game and watched the Warriors blow a big lead. I'm in love with Brian Cardinal. We used to exchange smiles a lot when I would go up to Oakland to watch the games with my dad (we sit right behind the bench). I hope they keep him next year, because I'm planning on making a sign that says, "Brian Cardinal...Will You Be My Baby's Mama?"

What? You think that's weird?

(i'm just kidding)

Today was a strange day. I found out a piece of information that was a bit unsettling. Let's just say, I don't understand why men lie. My friend, whom I will call Urethra Doy to protect her identity, suggested that I not expound on the situation just yet, in case my blog ever turns up in a google search of my name. I don't want my plans to creatively handle this situation to be foiled. But all you out there, tell me...WHY WOULD A GUY LIE ABOUT SOME BASIC FACTS ABOUT HIMSELF?

Any theories would be highly appreciated.