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I don't know what my brother is watching, but it just had a cameo by Benji Madden in it circa three years ago. I think I nearly just fell off my chair laughing my ass off. He ain't got no hair now!
I just finished my Brit Lit essay and it sucks royally because James Joyce is like a sneaky, exra-cryptic O. Henry. And I only say this because O. Henry came first by virtue of publication (his stories also have a higher general entertainment value without having to strain the brain). I feel compelled to go read O. Henry now. Damn it!
Also, depro is a nasty, nasty, thick, syrupy shot to get. You can feel it in your veins after the injection. Ack. *shudders* Totally not cool. I also feel kind of lame because after any shot I now get a swollen bicep accomanpied by pins and needles in my fingers for two or three days. I wonder how it'll feel while I'm trying to bat tomorrow and not give in to the temptation to go smash Antoine's head in. Or Zeno's. Or Randy's. Or, ok, half the assembled pains in the ass that took softball for a gym. I was at the batting cages, though, and for the speed the ball is going, I still have decent hand/eye coordination. I've just been getting so nervous. I wish we got actual time to warm up. Ah well. Can't win 'em all.
I just finished my Brit Lit essay and it sucks royally because James Joyce is like a sneaky, exra-cryptic O. Henry. And I only say this because O. Henry came first by virtue of publication (his stories also have a higher general entertainment value without having to strain the brain). I feel compelled to go read O. Henry now. Damn it!
Also, depro is a nasty, nasty, thick, syrupy shot to get. You can feel it in your veins after the injection. Ack. *shudders* Totally not cool. I also feel kind of lame because after any shot I now get a swollen bicep accomanpied by pins and needles in my fingers for two or three days. I wonder how it'll feel while I'm trying to bat tomorrow and not give in to the temptation to go smash Antoine's head in. Or Zeno's. Or Randy's. Or, ok, half the assembled pains in the ass that took softball for a gym. I was at the batting cages, though, and for the speed the ball is going, I still have decent hand/eye coordination. I've just been getting so nervous. I wish we got actual time to warm up. Ah well. Can't win 'em all.