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What is wrong with me? If I did not know better I would say I hit my head or something. I lied about the severity of my ankle sprain to get out of the weeks practice, only after skipping practice anyhow, and have been blindly following around someone I just met.

It must have been the car. Let's go with that.

Okay, so does everyone have their own personal bitchy British person following them around this week?

Or am I just special?

This week is giving me a whole new appreciation of Jean-Paul Sartre.

Oh my god. Jobs are laaaame. Seriously, this phone just keeps ringing and ringing. It won't stop! This is so annoying. Why are so many people even calling? What, do we sell here, like.. crack or something?

God, is anybody gonna get that?


[Edit, five minutes later] Dude. Did you guys know there is porn on computers? I thought these things were just for nerds!