Wednesday, September 14, 2005

Fantasy

So I'm sitting here waiting for my NFL Fantasy Draft to start in 8 minutes. I took too many (much?) scrambled eggs at breakfast. I asked the card lady how she was doing, and she didn't answer. Then I couldn't finish my second glass of orange juice. I left the newspaper (New York Times) on the table, I really hope someone sees it and uses it instead of getting a new one, I really didnt mess it up too badly. One feels quite adult-ish reading a newspaper at breakfast, complete with the cocked arm holding the left side and the thoughtful chewing while reading that goes on.

5 minutes.

I find people who say 'amusing' instead of funny annoying.

.........bajbkl;ajb

4 minutes.

My wrist is sooo swollen from playing Ultimate so much.

The first team drafting is called "Wangs".

3 minutes.

I used a PC in the library yesterday and it felt so clunky and slow and yucky. It felt like cough syrup tastes.

1 1/2 minutes.

Its such a weird feeling seeing high school kids touring the school.

20 seconds.

Wish me luck.

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