Black Cats and Monkey Wrenches

Ok, so what does my rant today have to do with black cats and monkey wrenches. The thing is, I'm seeing black cats, dogs actually but who's counting, and wrenches out of the corner of my eyes. It's really strange to see things out of the blue like that. I can tell that muscles are going back to where they were, slowly but surely, getting stiffer and sorer. I wish I could make everyone less stiff and sore. I feel like a bit of focus on my core activities and hobbies would help, but I've already got an incredible amount of activity and focus in my life. I'm thinking of going to Friday Night Magic at Crystal. I'll have to talk with dad about my car. It's about $25 after it's all said and done for a full nights' entertainment. Well worth it if you ask me. Besides I fit the profile. Non-drinker, young, male, non-demanding career. I hope to pull a Wooded Foothill or 2 from a pack. The odds against are about 1 in 50, but worth it for a few commons, maybe a mythic rare, maybe a wooded foothill for my Dragon deck. This Friday is the 3rd, my payday for disability. I'll plan on going and getting food, a couple khan packs, and watching the tournament a little. Probably won't play though cause I'd like to put more thought into my standard deck this time. I'll begin this week by reading the card list online.