I stumbed upon the WB channel (people always "stumble" upon that channel, nobody purposely tries to watch that crap) and they were playing some old Whoopi Goldberg movie named Eddie (no, not Freddy). I don't know how, but it's about Whoopi, who plays Eddie, as the coach of the New York Knicks. They even had such NBA stars in that movie like John Salley (a tall black guy for those of you who don't know him), Greg Ostertag (Oyster-tag as Kenny calls him), and Alex's main-man Rick Fox (aka The Brickbox). I enjoy watching those sports/coaching movies where some Joe Schmoe somehow inherits the team, or gets a chance to play. Rookie of The Year was also a movie where some 13 year old who threw 100 mph was signed by the Cubs, and that was a pretty cool movie (that 13 year old kid went on to do the American Pie movies). I would like to be a NBA coach one day, and tell all those players they suck. I always find myself watching the Warriors and yelling at the tv when they do stupid things. I don't think I'd make a good coach for kid teams, because I'd be swearing at them and make them do laps at practice. That's basically the only thing I'd do as coach, make them do defense drills, laps, and score more points than the opponent.

I saw Kate Hudson on tv today. I haven't seen her in a while since she's been pregnant and hiding from the media. I forgot how beautiful she was. Then I changed the channel.

There's a new term going around- Metrosexual. It's used to describe straight guys who have a closet of a gay man (this just means they have a lot of clothes, not that they have leather pants or whips or whatever they keep in there). Some examples they gave of metrosexuals are Ben Affleck(Hooflek), Justin Timberlake, Ryan Seacrest, David Beckham, "Puffed" Daddy, and Nick Lachey. There was also a recent SF Chronicle article that said Arnold Schzwazrrzzanegzger was a metrosexual. I think being called a metroseuxal is a bit insulting. Who's sitting around and making up these terms? I bet Webster is turning in his grave right now.

I've been playing Jeopardy on tv the last few days as me and Dave eat dinner in my room. I've actually gotten some weird questions correct. My brother was stunned I knew these. Can I help it if I knew the answer to some question in the "Mammal" category was the armadillo?

On Monday when I walked into math class, I noticed the girl who sits next to me took my seat and was now talking to her man. I decided to take another seat for the last remaining days of the semester and let those two talk and build a relationship. Why? Because I'm a really nice guy.

Finals are finally here. I like not shaving during this time to make it look like I've been too busy studying and not enough free shaving time. When I walk down the streets, passerbyers will say to themselves, "There goes Allan Lem, best studyer there ever was."