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:: 9.04.2002 ::

First I'd like to thank the Boy of Stuff for letting me know that my links were not up to the par we like to keep here at the Blurst. I apologize for any inconvenience and now expect my counter to just start counting like mad.

It seems like everytime I go back to school, I make a few purchases that seem necessary, but also seem like something that I am only going to use for a short period of time and then leave to collect dust in my basement. This year I have purchased a pair of soccer shinguards. Yes, due to a late summer jaunt into the world of recreational soccer I have joined an intramural soccer league, which required me to not only play with shinguards, but skill as well. It is yet to be determined whether I have what it takes to compete against the people who have been playing since they were five. I am a little apprehensive about tonights scrimmage. If I think about it, this is where I will post all my game-stats. If I create any.

And speaking of game-stats, I'd like to be the first (only) to congratulate the Greatest Team in Baseball for finally winning at home. Jesus H it was about time. 26 games left, they are only 24.5 games back. They could pull it off...
:: Freddy F. at 12:12 PM [+] ::
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