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:: 10.17.2002 ::
And as he once said: "Arrgh!"
You see, my stupid game got stupid cancelled because some stupid refs couldn't stand in the stupid cold for fifty stupid minutes while we played. I know there is some great adjective to describe all this, but I can't think of it right now. I even had my gameface on. I guess the game shall wait. As will the booze.
In the meantime I am doing my best to learn how to play cricket. I keep seeing these newspaper articles about it, and I have found that it has all the great fun of baseball, only with honor and dignity, instead of greed and drugs. It's hard to learn a new sport without playing it, but I can't seem to round up the 21 other non-americans that I would need to play.
Plus, my school is very much out of money - go Big 12!
"I envy the hungry, as I eat my words again. Appealing yet appalling, rising to my calling, Going to extremes as I am gagging on this seed, dragging on this scene, gagging on this scene..."
:: Freddy F. at 11:17 AM [+] ::
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