Sacramento isn't nearly as fun. And I keep getting ribbed bigtime about my grand gesture of greeting a few months ago. But this isn't the time nor the place for that ( Read more... )

Well well. I might be able to keep my sanity after all.

I did a lotta work this past weekend and/or week, and - no pain. Not a touch of pain, actually, anywhere. "Stuff" being... all the normal stuff I would do before a game - stretching, BP, even playing around a bit in the infield as well as the outfield. And yeah, I felt pretty good. I felt ( Read more... )

One thing to say:

The world is a vampire.

So.

DL. Nice.

Great start to the season, huh. Fucking great.

You wake up in the morning feeling gloriously alive, with the burnt conviction that the problems that have disturbed you in the past will now disappear - disappear, disappear into the midnight of your conscience. -- Prana Ferox, Mountain Goats <--- Me today ( Read more... )

Heh.

Your Orgasms Are 80% Great


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Not.

Fucking.

Fair.

Not fucking fair at all.

Commence me being really moody, wishing death upon relievers (and the whole state of New York), and being a total brat. This is not fair, I tell you. Somebody needs to pull that fucker's head out of his ass and show him exactly what he did. And I want it to be me.

... Fucker.

Sigh. I need Brandy.

Today was interesting. I won't go into it, but let's just say I'd really... rather nothing like that ever happen again. It terrified me. Fucking terrified me.

More than anything I wanna stay in Texas, but I know I have to go back early in the morning. Rrrrr...

Still a little shaken, so. Not the best time for updating. More later, maybe.

( Skanked from Kerry, because I can. )

Oh yes.

Fear me.

I miss Brandon, and I miss Taylor, and dammit, why does it have to be such a long way from here to there? Makes me a very sad child ( Read more... )