I don't wanna get old.

Me and Em went to Big-D's tonight to watch New Year's Revolution. It was an ok ppv, not fantastic. There were two knee injuries in the first two matches, and everything basically sucked until the elimination chamber match. HHH won damn't, I'm sick of him being the Champion. I was thinking Batista would win and finally break up Evolution and I was rooting for Jericho even though he had no chance.

Big-D's grandma has Alzheimer's disease, and she asked me what my name was about 5 times, almost consecutively. She kept tellin me how she knew Devin since he was a little kid, and how he was a good kid and just graduated. She mistakenly referred to him as her son, her brother and her nephew throughout the course of 3 hours. I felt so bad because all I could do was smile and nod. I hope I never get anything like Alzheimer's when I get older. I wouldn't know what would be happening after a while so it would blow over me, but once diagnosed I think I would put myself in a home just so my family wouldn't have to deal with all the shit I would put them through.