In which Trac does a thing and talks about Troy.
Leave a comment and request a letter. I will give you a letter. Then write about ten things that start with that letter. Ready? Go.
Fraggles: Although the Fraggles have recently moved their underground lair to an inconspicuous location in Buckhannon , WV, they continue to dance their cares away, saving their worries for another day, also known as the
Future: Who knows what it will hold? Well, actually, I'll be going to Ireland, spending the summer at home and returning to Wesleyan in the fall, unless I get food poisoning from these mozerella sticks. Regardless, take that, future.
F. Scott Fitzgerald: HAHA, double word score.
Fruit: So there once was a tangerine, and he thought, "I'm round and orange and have a tough skin. I should be king of the fruits..."
France: A country between Spain and England where they speak French.
French: The language spoken in France.
Freezer burn: Have you ever left meat in your fridge for too long? Freezer burn is that nasty frost stuff that grows on it. Preventable through the use of zip-lock freezerbags.
Finlandia: The national anthem of Finland, or the best birthday present ever.
Mr. Freeze: Arguably one of the greatest villains in the Batman franchise, although I've always been rather cold toward him.
(Yeah, I went there.)
Brandon Fahey: The minor league shortstop who was just called up to the Orioles because Brian Roberts pulled his leftt groin muscle. Tejada has a bum knee, which is why Fahey's playing on the field. I don't know what going to happen in the 12 days before Roberts comes off the DL and when Tejada gets better.
So right now, I'm basically just unpacking (slowly but surely) and repacking for Ireland. Tomorrow, I'm going to have to start cleaning, because Lord knows that Megan cares if our house is clean. But whatever. Mostly it's just good to be home, watching baseball and spending my days alone, reading books and watching movies, which is how I suckered myself into watching Troy again last night. Usually, when I want to watch Troy, I am really in the mood for some A++ abs and ass, but after seeing it a second time, it's even worse. Because you're expecting the good stuff, and it's not as impressive on the small screen. At any rate, I wanted to watch the Life Aquatic, but I didn't, because we don't have the channel. So Troy it was, and I realized two things: 1. I have no idea why I was ever obsessed with Orlando Bloom, and 2. Aeneas had already lost his wife by the time he was dragging his father out of burning Troy and Paris gives him the sword. And my heart breaks a little more.
Fraggles: Although the Fraggles have recently moved their underground lair to an inconspicuous location in Buckhannon , WV, they continue to dance their cares away, saving their worries for another day, also known as the
Future: Who knows what it will hold? Well, actually, I'll be going to Ireland, spending the summer at home and returning to Wesleyan in the fall, unless I get food poisoning from these mozerella sticks. Regardless, take that, future.
F. Scott Fitzgerald: HAHA, double word score.
Fruit: So there once was a tangerine, and he thought, "I'm round and orange and have a tough skin. I should be king of the fruits..."
France: A country between Spain and England where they speak French.
French: The language spoken in France.
Freezer burn: Have you ever left meat in your fridge for too long? Freezer burn is that nasty frost stuff that grows on it. Preventable through the use of zip-lock freezerbags.
Finlandia: The national anthem of Finland, or the best birthday present ever.
Mr. Freeze: Arguably one of the greatest villains in the Batman franchise, although I've always been rather cold toward him.
(Yeah, I went there.)
Brandon Fahey: The minor league shortstop who was just called up to the Orioles because Brian Roberts pulled his leftt groin muscle. Tejada has a bum knee, which is why Fahey's playing on the field. I don't know what going to happen in the 12 days before Roberts comes off the DL and when Tejada gets better.
So right now, I'm basically just unpacking (slowly but surely) and repacking for Ireland. Tomorrow, I'm going to have to start cleaning, because Lord knows that Megan cares if our house is clean. But whatever. Mostly it's just good to be home, watching baseball and spending my days alone, reading books and watching movies, which is how I suckered myself into watching Troy again last night. Usually, when I want to watch Troy, I am really in the mood for some A++ abs and ass, but after seeing it a second time, it's even worse. Because you're expecting the good stuff, and it's not as impressive on the small screen. At any rate, I wanted to watch the Life Aquatic, but I didn't, because we don't have the channel. So Troy it was, and I realized two things: 1. I have no idea why I was ever obsessed with Orlando Bloom, and 2. Aeneas had already lost his wife by the time he was dragging his father out of burning Troy and Paris gives him the sword. And my heart breaks a little more.