It’s cold.
I’m sick.
Lindsay Lohan has some big ass titties.
Bowled well over the last couple days– 212, 244, 235, 190, 234, 227– So minus the 190, it hasn’t been that bad– and all those scores are cut with a (Sling) Blade.
Yeah, I used a really crappy metaphor or analogy or whatever; an English major will correct me.
Until then.
Yeah so I haven’t updated in a while, eh?
So here’s my life nowadays. Class, class, class, food, class, work and bowling.
The work and bowling alternated during the week– league on Tuesday and Wednesday, work on Monday and Thursday.
And does anyone realize the irony of me running a salad bar?
563 this week for IM league #1– fuck, and we barely scraped over .500 at 4-3. See, apparently I’m not the gnome, and my highly polished Reloaded STILL hooks to early on a broken down shot– hell even the Sling Blade would not stay on the right side of the lanes…
Just proving I’m not dead.
Proven.
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