my dear mr. brackets... you're all fucked up
is watching great basketball games (especially the uab vs. kentucky) worth the total annihilation of my 2004 tourney brackets? hard to decide. but i'm going to have to give the edge to great basketball games since i love the upset specials and the one seeds going down. now if only duke loses...
also, i would like to give props to the ucla women's basketball team for going into minnesota and almost squeaked out the win. exciting game. we're going to have a very good team next year.
now if only my illness would go the fuck away. damn, i mean, it's been almost 2 months. i'm still phlegming like a little bitch and the coughing is driving me crazy. it won't go away!
*cough*
morrissey is playing at the wiltern next month for five nights. that's totally insane. five FREAKING nights. at $50-$65 a pop, he's raking the shit in. i'm debating whether or not i want to pay that much to go see him perform live. once upon a time, this would have been a no brainer. but as i've gotten older, i value the concert going experience less and less. of course, i've seen him twice already, in addition to missing one of his concerts down in san diego. (that story's gotta be blogged on of these days.)
deidra is dragging me to go see, they might be giants, also playing next month. i'm a fan, but i'm not a big fan. nor am i such a fan that i would go see them play live. but then what are you going to do when your girlfriend says, "you and i are going to see them." it's so definite that you can't even argue about it. but i guess it could be worse, she could really be into celine dion.
it's been a year since deidra and i've been together (sans the several weeks that i broke up with her). it's been a pretty good year. i've definitely enjoyed spending time with her cuz she's one funny mofo. granted, i'm still somewhat moving-in-together phobic. i've definitely broke up with her less than i did with christina, which is a good sign.
*cough*
*blow my nose*
we went to see, 50 first dates, with adam sandler and drew barrymore over the weekend. it was better than what i'd expected. and drew looked damn good in the movie. have to love the wet t-shirt scenes.
this article, about colonoscopy parties, contained this little gem,
The outpatient surgery room is decorated with blue and white ribbons and signs that read, "I'm proud to be a party pooper" and "Don't neglect early detect."
"party pooper," oh, that's just too much. where's the fcc and why isn't this regulated? i almost choked on my latte... well, if i was drinking it at the time. but honestly, i'm not sure if i'll ever be ready to walk into a roomful of people cheering for me after getting a tube with a camera stuck up my ass. it's just a little too personal, you know. there's no need to broadcast it.
doh!
also, i would like to give props to the ucla women's basketball team for going into minnesota and almost squeaked out the win. exciting game. we're going to have a very good team next year.
now if only my illness would go the fuck away. damn, i mean, it's been almost 2 months. i'm still phlegming like a little bitch and the coughing is driving me crazy. it won't go away!
*cough*
morrissey is playing at the wiltern next month for five nights. that's totally insane. five FREAKING nights. at $50-$65 a pop, he's raking the shit in. i'm debating whether or not i want to pay that much to go see him perform live. once upon a time, this would have been a no brainer. but as i've gotten older, i value the concert going experience less and less. of course, i've seen him twice already, in addition to missing one of his concerts down in san diego. (that story's gotta be blogged on of these days.)
deidra is dragging me to go see, they might be giants, also playing next month. i'm a fan, but i'm not a big fan. nor am i such a fan that i would go see them play live. but then what are you going to do when your girlfriend says, "you and i are going to see them." it's so definite that you can't even argue about it. but i guess it could be worse, she could really be into celine dion.
it's been a year since deidra and i've been together (sans the several weeks that i broke up with her). it's been a pretty good year. i've definitely enjoyed spending time with her cuz she's one funny mofo. granted, i'm still somewhat moving-in-together phobic. i've definitely broke up with her less than i did with christina, which is a good sign.
*cough*
*blow my nose*
we went to see, 50 first dates, with adam sandler and drew barrymore over the weekend. it was better than what i'd expected. and drew looked damn good in the movie. have to love the wet t-shirt scenes.
this article, about colonoscopy parties, contained this little gem,
The outpatient surgery room is decorated with blue and white ribbons and signs that read, "I'm proud to be a party pooper" and "Don't neglect early detect."
"party pooper," oh, that's just too much. where's the fcc and why isn't this regulated? i almost choked on my latte... well, if i was drinking it at the time. but honestly, i'm not sure if i'll ever be ready to walk into a roomful of people cheering for me after getting a tube with a camera stuck up my ass. it's just a little too personal, you know. there's no need to broadcast it.
doh!
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