From the Notebook: 6/11

Emptying out the notebook, hoping for a distraction after the Flyers loss …

I could talk about the NCAA conference rumors for hours on end. I love it. If the Big 10 were to add 5 teams, I’d want Nebraska, Notre Dame, Pitt, Syracuse, and West Virginia. I’d be just as happy if ND decided to stay out of it and then realized they were left out and no one will play them. I was surprised how happy I was when I found out that Nebraska is probably joining the conference tomorrow. Most of this drama has been about money and not geography or tradition. Nebraska fits both of those. Although, on the geography front, I want more eastern teams. PSU is in a different country than the rest of the Big Ten.

I want to be a VP in a fake organization used in product demos. I just want my picture in the fake org. chart so I appear important.

Yawning obnoxiously at your desk should be a punchable offense. I have a long list of punchable offenses in the office. My last week here is going to be enjoyable.

I want to go to hotel maid school to learn how to tuck in sheets like a pro.

I hate when I get hungry in the afternoon. I get upset because I shouldn’t be so hungry with hours to go until dinner. Then I realize I forgot to eat lunch.

The last two mornings I’ve woken up with California Gurls and Telephone in my head. Odd cause I don’t really like either of those songs. At least they go away quickly. Earlier in the week I had Billionaire in my head for an entire day. That one’s catchy.

A lot of people have been asking what I’m going to do with my MBA. I told someone I was going to record a rap album. My rap name? Eminjay.

I had softball this week. The team captain, who I used to work with, hadn’t seen me in a while. As I was throwing out my jokes and making fun of people he commented that he was glad I was still the same smart ass. That was the best compliment I’ve received in a while.