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Last night after the game my dad made me feel really good. He was talking to my mom on the drive home about basketball and they didnt think i could hear because i had my headphones on. He said stuff about my playing and I know he meant it because it wasn't just parents complimenting you because well they're your parents. He also talked about someone on the team, I didn't catch the name but he was basically ragging on them and I think I know who it is. Junior...that's all I'm saying (not you rachel, my dad loves you). We drove by Tom's Dive and Ski and I started laughing randomly. I saw a billboard that said "I work for you" and all I could think was "damn right you do." There was definitely unexplained sudden euphoria last night, I'm not really sure what was up. We drove around for about 45 minutes looking for a place to eat which I love. We got home around midnight and I stayed up for about two hours with the lights off listening to music. So then my dad had a dream last night that killed me. Maybe I'll stick around for next season just in case that dream decides to come true. I do believe in omens afterall.
Today at Players I saw Mack Brown. He's kinda short.
Today at Players I saw Mack Brown. He's kinda short.