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WWPD? [Jun. 27th, 2005|07:32 pm]
[mood | tired]
[music |Sarah Mclachlan - World on Fire]

What would Pete do?

I have to make some important decisions at work tomorrow. The NBA Draft is on, and I know I should have worked harder the past few weeks instead of watching Buffy re-runs. But I'm totally screwed.

I have to make up to 4 picks from a list of guys I haven't watched play before. I tried reading stuff online to figure it out, but it's all confusing. In fact, there were rumours I was going to do trades and stuff! I didn't even know that! But I read it on the internet, so it must be true. I don't know what's happening to me lately :(

So I tried calling my brother, Pete, but he wasn't home. What am I going to do?

Last year, I made a mistake on my calendar and switched the draft's day with a party. When my boss called to find out where I was, I was so DRUNK. I cabbed it to work and well, we drafted Hoffa.

He's cute though, so it's okay. I know the fans don't like him, but the fans don't like me, so obviously the fans are MORONS!

Still, I want to do good. I try so hard. It's hard work, you know?

I was thinking about calling Rod Thorn and asking for help. He has helped me in the past. Like when I needed to get rid of Vince Carter cuz he kept calling me a pansyboy and it hurt my feelings, Rod agreed to take him away and I didn't even have to pay him anything. Those are the types of connections I have because I have been in the industry for so long! Who da man??? I da man!!!

But that still doesn't cure the problem of what I am going to do tomorrow.

C'mon Pete, call me back!
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Update! [May. 12th, 2005|06:14 pm]
[mood |accomplished]
[music |Vanessa Carlton - Watch Me Shine]

Just to clarify: the girl I said I was seeing, I wasn't really seeing her. I was just talking about a dream. Just in case my wife comes across this. Well. Hi honey!

Anyways, I really feel like things are going well now that my first season is done. I think I learned a lot this past year, I grew a lot. People don't look at me and say, "Hey there's Robby, Petey's ugly younger brother." So I mean, that is a good thing.

I think this GM stuff is so easy too! Like I was all worried about the draft and all that stuff, having to figure out who to pick. Last year, we picked Hoffa (he's so cute!), but that was after I spent all night cramming for the draft.

I didn't want to do that again, so this year, I looked around and found NBADraft.net. OMG! It tells you who you should draft! I can't believe how easy that was! I just saved myself 8 hours of draft preparation, which means more Everquest time for me!!! lollerskatez

Okay, a meme, these are so nifty. I didn't know about these but plan on doing them more. They help me identify who I am as a person. This one is a bit naughty though =)


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Cudding Skill Level - 23%
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The end of a great year [Apr. 20th, 2005|10:52 pm]
[mood | content]
[music |Train - Calling All Angels]

We lost our last game of the season tonight, to Cleveland. It wasn't a big deal. We already won 33 games this year, and that's plenty.

Some fans are angry, but you know what? Quit your damn crying, you hear me? The team won 33 games the year before too, and 24 the year before that too! So I did just as good as anyone before me. And considering I know nothing about basketball, that's a pretty good accomplishment!

But you'll never please everyone I guess. I don't care. And like my grade 3 teacher Mrs. Prattle said, if you try your best, you're not a loser. Well I tried my best, so there.

Anyways, I knew we'd lose tonight so I didn't bother watching. I spent most of my time playing solitaire on my computer. Computers are fun! I had no idea you could play games and stuff. And someone told me you could buy stuff online too. Which means I can buy Mariah Carey CDs!!! I wonder how they get it to you, does it come out of the printer or something? Does anyone know?
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Busy busy busy! [Apr. 19th, 2005|09:28 pm]
[mood | bouncy]
[music |Ashlee Simpson - Pieces of Me]

So I haven't updated in a while. Things have been very hectic around here.

Friday, my old friend Vince Carter came to town. His new team, the New Jersey Nets, is really working hard to make the playoffs! That's incredible! So even though we were up bigtime early on, I told Sam to take it easy. We've got enough wins for the year, they need it more than we do. So they finished up with a win which will probably help them make the play-offs.

That made me feel good about myself. People think basketball is all about money, how it's just a business, wins and losses, but it isn't. There's the caring side, the nice things we do for our friends, the way we help each other out. Vince sent a lovely bouquet of roses to my office the next day. It was touching. I miss him sometimes, but I'm glad he's happy. If you love someone, let them free...if they never come back, well...I forget.

Sunday we threw the game against Boston too because they wanted to win the division. It doesn't matter. We've already won 32 games, which is way more than I thought we would.

I've also been seeing this new girl. Well not seeing, I mean I see her around. I want to go talk to her, but what if she doesn't want to talk to me? :(

Don't be stupid, I know. But I just...you know. It's hard to talk to girls sometimes. Because they are so pretty and smell all pretty and it makes me feel like I'm in grade school, wanting to ask Janet Carson to the dance but never finding the courage, then finding out she went by herself. And then I smack myself and think, why didn't you ask her stupid??? So then I ask her to the next dance, and she laughs and says sorry, she has a date already. Then shows up alone.

This isn't helping.
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Who's your Babby? [Apr. 13th, 2005|12:21 am]
[mood | giggly]
[music |A Ha - Take On Me]

That's right, we won again! Two wins in a week! There's no way they can fire me after this.

We beat New York today. Wow, they're awful ROFLMAO! Isiah obviously has no clue what he's doing. It is obvious to all that I am the far superior GM.

He used to do my job here too. How weird is that? He was GM here in Toronto, before me. But obviously they got rid of him cuz they thought they could do better. So here I am. And with two wins in the same week!

I was a bit sad after we lost to Chicago, then Indiana, but c'mon, those are two really really really good teams. Like they're going to the play-offs! That's like impossible! Well at least for us, so no point in trying too hard, right? We'd just be disappointing people if we got real close but then couldn't do it. Oh well.

Wow, two wins in a week!

Our next game isn't until Friday, when we play [info]vince_carter and the New Jersey Nets. I got a lot of flack for trading Vince earlier in the season, but think about it. I gave up one player, and got 3 back!

Okay, so it turns out some of the guys didn't actually play during games, but Rafer never does either. So what's the big deal?

Plus some draft picks so I can draft some more big white guys for the bench to keep Raffy company. He gets so lonely sometimes. It's okay, my sweet Raffy, we will get you some new friends to frolick with soon.

Okay, bedtime! I will sleep well tonight!
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Tell me why [Apr. 12th, 2005|09:32 am]
[mood | bouncy]
[music |Backstreet Boys - I Want It That Way]

You are my fire
The one desire
Believe when I say
I want it that way

But we are two worlds apart
Can't reach to your heart
When you say
That I want it that way

Tell me why
Ain't nothin' but a heartache
Tell me why
Ain't nothin' but a mistake
Tell me why
I never wanna hear you say
I want it that way

Am I your fire
Your one desire
Yes I know it's too late
But I want it that way

[Chorus]

Now I can see that we're falling apart
From the way that it used to be, yeah
No matter the distance
I want you to know
That deep down inside of me...

You are my fire
The one desire
You are
You are, you are, you are

Don't wanna hear you say
Ain't nothin' but a heartache
Ain't nothin' but a mistake
(Don't wanna hear you say)
I never wanna hear you say
I want it that way

Tell me why
Ain't nothin' but a heartache
Tell me why
Ain't nothin but a mistake
Tell me why
I never wanna hear you say
(Don't wanna hear you say it)
I want it that way
I want it that way

- Backstreet Boys - "I Want It That Way"
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Someone rescue me [Apr. 9th, 2005|06:00 pm]
[mood | angry]
[music |Cindy Lauper - Time After Time]

Things are up and down, always up and down. Yesterday, we actually won a game! We beat Atlanta, which is another team in the NBA. Sometimes people forget about them, but they're still a real franchise and it counts as a win.

But that doesn't matter to people apparently. They don't get excited over a win like I do. No, instead there are all these rumours about my job security. I can't think of many people who have their jobs scrutinized in the media daily. It's not fun :(

I'm not worried though. I told Richard Peddie that if they fired me after I worked so hard for him, I would get my friend Autumn to cast a curse spell on everyone in the organization! She's a Wiccan, so you don't want to make her angry!

We play Chicago tonight and will probably get our asses handed to us. But that's okay, we won last night. I don't think fans really expect us to win too much. Why can't they just appreciate each one like I do? I don't want us to become like those stoopid organizations that win championships, but then the fans complain if you lose two games in a row. Look at Detroit...they lost a few games early on and their fans got all pissed-off. Then they lose a game at home and a riot breaks out. Holy ungrateful!

But our fans won't have to worry about that. I know we won't spoil them into thinking we should always win. That's just unrealistic and unfair. It's tough love.

Okay, time to get ready for the game. I want to look GOOD for the interviews afterwards.
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Ho hum, an off-day [Apr. 7th, 2005|09:51 pm]
[mood |artistic]
[music |Tori Amos - Crucify]

Hi again, it's me. Rob Babcock. Just in case you forgot. I'm still here. Still the GM of the Toronto Raptors.

Today was a good day. I found out a good way to keep track of what's going on, and that's to check out the Official Toronto Raptors website. Wow! They have so much information there! It was way more effective to read up on the team there...I learned so much about this team that I didn't know. And they didn't say anything bad about me! That just proves I'm learning my job well and doing better.

They put my 3 favourite people on the website too. Look at the top image. Do you see? There's Donyell Marshall, Hoffa, and Rafer Alston! So that is cool! Everyone wanted me to trade Donyell, but me and him, we're tight. I couldn't just send him off to Miami...gosh, he'd get shot. And Hoffa looks so cute when he sweats, though he doesn't sweat much because he rides the pine a lot. And Rafer is such a good kid. He treats me like I'm his brother so it's cool. It isn't because I gave him a big multi-million dollar contract though, because we'd be friends no matter what. Friends forEVA!

So anyways, about the website, I told them they should put those 3 up and they LISTENED TO ME! Because I am the boss, do you hear me? Well not the boss boss. But I am pretty important. So I can get things like this done.

That's one good thing I guess.

Did you know Michael Jordan retired??? Wow, why wasn't this big news??? I had no idea. No wonder Chicago wouldn't return my calls whenever I asked if they wanted to trade him.

This league moves so quickly, it's hard to keep up sometimes. But with the internets and the website, I should be okay.

I need to go buy icecream. Last time, I got the neopolitan, but I only ate the chocolate and vanilla. The strawberry was GROSS! OMG! So now I have a bunch of strawberry icecream that I don't want.

Does that sound dumb? Maybe it is. Maybe I should just buy chocolate or vanilla. This mixing of colours doesn't work out sometimes, though it's so pretty on the box.
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Another day, another loss [Apr. 7th, 2005|12:14 am]
[mood | depressed]
[music |Sarah Mclachlan - Fallen]

Just lost to Memphis. Bad. We suck. I suck.

So Memphis used to be Vancouver. Bet you didn't know that. It's just one of those inside secrets that only people in the league would know. Sometimes even they don't know. You have to be astute, always looking around to figure out these things. I've been around for a decade though, so I know these things, which makes me smarter than the average fan who is always calling me stupid. Well your stupider!!!

I wish the team was still there though. Stu Jackson used to do the same job as me, but he screwed up all the time, way more than me. He even drafted Big Country Reeves!

AHAHAHAHAHAH PWN3D BITCHEZ!

But really, if he was there, I don't think everyone would harp on every little mistake I make. It's not like I'm a bad person. I try really hard, but things just don't seem to work out for me. Maybe God hates me. Right now, even I hate me.

Whatever. Tomorrow is another day.

I will not cry.

I will not cry.
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So, my very own blog [Apr. 6th, 2005|07:14 pm]
[mood | lonely]
[music |Matchbox 20 - Damn]

What to say? Well, my old roommate said I should get a blog because everyone has one. But I told him, "Dude, I don't know how to work a computer." He said it was easy though. So after a few hours, I figured it out and here I am. Is this working? Can you read what I'm typing right now? Can you see me picking my nose??? I mean shit. Where's the delete thing???

Oh hell.

Anyways, work has been very stressful lately. I think my boss is finally realizing I don't know how to do my job. But I don't know what to do. It's hard work...it's like, I am doing the best that I can.

Like say you're a lawyer. And you don't know anything about law. And no matter how hard you try, you keep making mistakes. And everyone keeps telling you that you're dumb. But you're trying, you try so damn hard. Don't you think you'd be stressed too?

I hate my brother Pete. Why did I let him talk me into doing this?

I just need some friends :(

People say lots of bad things about me. But I don't care. I'm going to go soak in the tub and listen to some more Matchbox 20. They are so deep. It's like they're the only ones in the world who understand my pain.
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