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MySpace is blocked on post. All people with whom I kept in contact through MySpace, I'm not ignoring you. On purpose, anyway.
Also, I would rip off my right leg and beat the next person who finds it clever or endearing to start a conversation about my awkward gait containing the words "gimp" "hopalong" etc. if it would just stop hurting for one blessed minute.* Two weeks and the only noticable change is that I can't roll over in my sleep without waking up and cursing pain for half an hour afterwards. Freakin' A. I don't need this shit. I've a half-marathon in less than a month and I don't know how I'm even going to drive there, let alone run the stupid thing.
How's Chinese? Don't ask. Just pray. Bloom, Unit 11 is truly an unforgiving piece of crap, innit?
Finally, go see V for Vendetta, for it was not raped as much as League of Extrordinary Gentlemen was. Or at all, really. I like movies with political under/overtones as long as they remember they are, in fact, movies, and I should give a crap about how their characters end up. Constant Gardener, I'm looking at you.
*The story goes,I was running and I felt it pop and I didn't stop because I was over halfway done with that day's 15 miles and I didn't want to have to redo it. The next morning, my folly was highlighted with my inability to use my right leg. Figured I should just get it out of the way and write that before anyone asked. From now on, I'm blaming the Santa Annas.
Also, I would rip off my right leg and beat the next person who finds it clever or endearing to start a conversation about my awkward gait containing the words "gimp" "hopalong" etc. if it would just stop hurting for one blessed minute.* Two weeks and the only noticable change is that I can't roll over in my sleep without waking up and cursing pain for half an hour afterwards. Freakin' A. I don't need this shit. I've a half-marathon in less than a month and I don't know how I'm even going to drive there, let alone run the stupid thing.
How's Chinese? Don't ask. Just pray. Bloom, Unit 11 is truly an unforgiving piece of crap, innit?
Finally, go see V for Vendetta, for it was not raped as much as League of Extrordinary Gentlemen was. Or at all, really. I like movies with political under/overtones as long as they remember they are, in fact, movies, and I should give a crap about how their characters end up. Constant Gardener, I'm looking at you.
*The story goes,I was running and I felt it pop and I didn't stop because I was over halfway done with that day's 15 miles and I didn't want to have to redo it. The next morning, my folly was highlighted with my inability to use my right leg. Figured I should just get it out of the way and write that before anyone asked. From now on, I'm blaming the Santa Annas.