Personal Foul!

The morning show I'm a part of is called Wayne, Jay and Reagan in the Morning. Technically there are 5 of us (we also have a producer/street guy and a mixer). Half of our show got to go to the Grammy's this weekend so Jay and I are here by ourselves. At first I was a little butt hurt about not being able to go but I went last year and really, once was enough. Trust me, going to the Grammy's is not as exciting as it sounds. You don't get to use the same entrance as the celebrities so you never see them...I sat in the 300's section of the Staples Center so the performers and presenters on the stage looked like ants...and the parking situation in downtown LA was a NIGHTMARE. It was definitely worth the experience of being able to say that I went but I had more fun that weekend doing other things. But for the record, I still don't think it's fair that half of our show got an exciting weekend in LA while Jay and I are here in rainy Sacramento. Personal foul!

Anyways, tonight we all got invited to the Sacramento Kings game in honor of Chris Webber retiring his jersey. Then he's having a retirement party afterwards at Center Court (his restaurant). Tomorrow I'm going to clean out my car if it kills me and Sunday I have ringside tickets to WWE RAW and ECW Road to Wrestlemania at Arco Arena. I don't really want to go but I saw that The Miz is going to be wrestling and I'm pretty sure that that's Mike from the Real World and Road Rules Challenges...which I think it pretty interesting.

In other news, you may have noticed that I took down a post I put on here earlier this week. It was an e-mail that I wrote my ex after we hung out on Super Bowl Sunday...after going back and reading it again, I decided that even I have some things I should keep to myself...plus, I don't want this to turn into a place where I come to vent about a relationship I got out of a year ago. What's the point? Moving on.

Oh, and I almost forgot to tell you that someone showed up at my house yesterday looking for my roommate. It was a younger-looking girl who had flown to Sacramento from Washington DC. When she showed up at my house, she said that my roommate was expecting her so I let her in to wait until my roommate got home from work...which in retrospect was probably not the right decision...but what was I supposed to do? Well, when my roommate came home, she went berserk! It was a mess...and now my roommate is upset with me. Like I said, she's in witness protection and the public defender's office wasn't supposed to be able to locate her but somehow they did. It was major drama in my house yesterday.

Needless to say, I'm glad that the weekend is here!