JARED GETS INTO A FIGHT

Yesterday, Jared got into a brawl. He had to go to the hospital so they could set his shoulder back in since it was dislocated. What a dummy. He fought because of a bitch and now his golf season is over. Why do people make these kinds of decisions? Even after I warned him not to fight, he makes up his mind to do it. What did he gain? What did he have to prove? I'm not sure I'll ever understand it, but people will do what they will do.

I went over to Zita's for dinner and saw Jared. He didn't look too bad but his face was a little swollen and he had a sling on his arm. We rolled over to Industry so he could get his recommendation. It was easy peasy and then we went back to Zita's for dinner.

Aunt Pat fried some fish and chips and I came in very talkative due to some medication Jared and I shared in the car. We stopped by CVS on the way back to buy some things. One thing I bought were some fake tears to help with my eye. Yes, it's still red. My latest theory is that I play too much COD and that keeps my eyes open and to dry and doesn't allow it to heal.

Jared crashed, and Bill, Zita, Pat and I talked and talked and I just love them so much.

(written 3/18/12)