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And now, for the latest in the special series on Quirky History Professors in their Natural Habitat, King Arthur will be taking five -- three questions! (That series needs a better title. Votes?)
Oh man. Yesterday I tried again to find some good rollerblades that wouldn't deprive me of an entire week's salary -- not that I have it in the first place, but. Jebus, guys -- you can't get inline skates for less than $70, and if you're a girl and don't want models in pink, with Breast Cancer Awareness ribbons all over them? Forget it. Don't get me wrong, I am in no way opposed to money for breast cancer research -- my family has a long history with the disease -- but seriously. I do. not. want pink ribbons on my frickin' rollerblades. But then, it doesn't matter anyway, because rollerblades are cheap at $70 and normal at $150! Argh, my quest for fitness thwarted once again. Maybe I can convince my parents to bring my cheap Wal-Mart bike up when they visit in July.
That's another thing! I'm going home June 22-24. So, woe, I'm missing Pride Weekend in Boystown, but on the other hand -- Gustibus! I hear he's now 3'8" from the tip of his nose to the base of his tail, and filling out. Egads, he's going to knock me right down when I get home again.
...you know, I was going to use my "busy" or my "working" mood icon, but alas, both of them are of Lance and Kitty looking extremely pained, and I'm really feeling much more... chipper. Hey! That's a mood.
There we go. Oh, Scooter. I know I can depend on you!
Oh man. Yesterday I tried again to find some good rollerblades that wouldn't deprive me of an entire week's salary -- not that I have it in the first place, but. Jebus, guys -- you can't get inline skates for less than $70, and if you're a girl and don't want models in pink, with Breast Cancer Awareness ribbons all over them? Forget it. Don't get me wrong, I am in no way opposed to money for breast cancer research -- my family has a long history with the disease -- but seriously. I do. not. want pink ribbons on my frickin' rollerblades. But then, it doesn't matter anyway, because rollerblades are cheap at $70 and normal at $150! Argh, my quest for fitness thwarted once again. Maybe I can convince my parents to bring my cheap Wal-Mart bike up when they visit in July.
That's another thing! I'm going home June 22-24. So, woe, I'm missing Pride Weekend in Boystown, but on the other hand -- Gustibus! I hear he's now 3'8" from the tip of his nose to the base of his tail, and filling out. Egads, he's going to knock me right down when I get home again.
...you know, I was going to use my "busy" or my "working" mood icon, but alas, both of them are of Lance and Kitty looking extremely pained, and I'm really feeling much more... chipper. Hey! That's a mood.
There we go. Oh, Scooter. I know I can depend on you!