Friday, March 13, 2009

Barbecue sauce of shame and rage.

Only a few hours left, then I'll be heading home! Time for some sweet relaxation! Too bad I have a test the day we come back. Oh well. A little studying never killed anyone. Except for the famous study group murders back in the 60's. Brutal. I kid, I kid.

Gotta head to the gym first, work off the 8 pounds of wings I ate last night. Unwinding after practice can be hard work, with lots of consumption involved. My stomach is paying for it now. That might slow down the whole gym thing goin' on.

Fudge what time is it, I GOTTA PACK SON. I'm a last minute packer, for sure. I'm sure there are some guys out there that agree with me, it's useless to spend hours and hours packing. Just knock that shit out in ten minutes before you have to leave. Just like a paper for a class! Again, I kid. But seriously, packing is not a big deal.

Oooooooookay my stomach is about to take out its frustration, big time. I'll post again later, from the comfort of my bed at home!

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