Oh shucks, I only got a few hours of sleep last night. I was up until watching film of Tom Brady. Ssshhh, don’t tell anyone, but I’ve been watching those TMZ videos of Tom wearing that boot cast thing and hanging out with that tall skinny foreign girl. He’s gosh darn lucky I tell ya. I can’t even talk to girls unless I’m buzzing off a couple Miller High Lifes.
Man, if Mom knew I drank, she would kill me! I’m just glad I have you to talk to.
I can’t talk to Daddy or Pey about nothin’ because I don’t want them to think I’m a weakling. For years, it’s always been the same with those two buttholes. They’re always saying “Eli’s like his mom. He’s quite, has jealous tendencies, and cries easily.”
I’m so sick of being picked on. I wish I could be like Tom Brady. He seems like he’s suave. I bet no one in his family picks on him. Heck, I’m from the south! I’m the one who should be walking around in Cowboy boots.
Oh crap journal, it’s ! If I don’t make it to Giant’s Stadium by , Straham’s gonna make me rub down his thighs again. Gotta jet.
Hah, I love calling you that!
Practice today was borrring, and really, really cold. Maybe I should have shut up and stuck it out in
You know how I told you and everyone that the cold weather in
Just another day of watching film at practice. Coach let us out a little early, so I came back and caught up on some episodes of the Andy Griffith show. I’m so bored in
I’m getting nervous about flying to
Why can’t we just ride there in a big bus, anyway? I know I’m supposed to keep my cell phone turned off when I’m in the air, but I’m gunna keep it on while we fly out there. I usually sneak in the bathroom and call Mom to calm me down. The guys are always telling me that I need someone else in the bathroom with me if I want to join the Mile High Club, but I don’t know what they mean. Heck, we’re all part of the 1,000 Mile High club when we’re up there flying in that big car. Those city-slickers say some crazy things to me sometimes, but I know they love me.
Sorry, I’m rambling again, I’ll write again tomorrow. :-)
My only friend,
Gotta be brief. I had a horrible dream last night. I woke up covered in sweat and kept my head under the blankets for 10 minutes. I’ve been having a lot of dreams lately about those Vrabel and Harrison characters. I’ll just tell ya right now those guys are major league butt heads.
In my dream,
If it wasn’t for you and Mom, I’d have no one to talk to Journal. Thanks for bein’ a pal.
Mr. Journal AKA “Mr. Always there for me”,
Sorry, I didn’t write yesterday Journal. Really, I am.
We got into
That Bill Bellicick is a fart, but he makes me nervous. I walked by him today, and felt like I was almost gonna pee my pants. Sometimes, I just wish we would have lost that game to the Packers. Those guys in
I’ll try to keep you updated, but if I’m not able to, just remember it’s because I’m busy.