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hey, kids whats up. thinks are going ok here, my s.o. got wicked mad at me this weekend but we're better now, which is nice. i had a slumber party with liz and betsy and kelly last night except that betsy bailed on us to sleep in chris's room cause she sucks. but that meant i got to sleep in her bed instead of on the floor. except that i wailed my head when i sat up this morning cause her bed is lofted wicked high. but it was fun times. going home this weekend, i should be around by either lunchtime or dinner time on thursday, depending on when kelly can take me to the airport. if she loves me enough to get to the airport by like 4:30, then i'll be home at lunchtime. otherwise i get an 11 o'clock flight to NYC and then jersey transit to be home around dinner time. but i can come back sunday morning so i'll get to both go to COB and my game on sunday, which rocks. i'm wicked excited, and maybe i'll get to play. i played this weekend for all 80 minutes, and i'm crazy sore now but it was so nice to play. and then maggie ann amanda and i went and hung out all day and we had our first official meeting of the sketch squad, which involoved alcohol and porn...it was an interesting night. fun though. then yesterday i spent 7 bloody hours at the hospital with amanda and mags, cause amanda needed xrays and mags and i wouldn't let her go by herself. but sean roe and stash were there anyway cause al broke himeself during the guys game. when we got there and amanda was tlaking to the nurse person and she's like i need to have me back/ribs looked at and the nurse is like well what'd you do and amanda goes "well i was playng rugby" and the nurse is just like, stop there, go sit over there.....apperently we were like the 4th or 5th people to be in hte er for rugby yesterday cause the guys sent a couple players on clarksons team to the er too. its a rough sport, but god i love it. wonder if i could tlak kyle into playing for blackthorn this spring...he'd prolly like it too....kyle, play rugby in hte spring, its wicked fun and you'd probably like it. You'd be good at it too, you'd make a wicked good winger. anyway i'm going to go find some food, go check my mail, maybe my ball came, that'd be nice, do some homework etc. buh bye :o)