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I went to my first ultimate tournament today. It was in Rhode Island, which is really just ridiculously cool, because it's neither a road nor an island, which i learend first hand. But

Before we got there we stopped at dunkin donuts (it's new england, duh) at about 715 in the morn, cause though CT is a small state, small enough to fit in California's back pocket, it's big enough that you have to drive alittle bit to get out.

Well, I'm used to temperatures that are closer to my grandparents' age. But uhh lately they've been more my parents' age, and plummeting closer to my cousins' age, and sooner or later it's going to be my age. But anyway, so it must have been about 40 degrees, raining, 720 in the morning at a dunkin donuts in haaht-fud when somebody realises they keys were in the car and all the people were outside of the car, leading to a problem, this being that you need a key to get into the car, to get the key, which was in the car.

So we waited outside for, a while, as the rest of our team made its way to the 4 x 6 ft piece of land that is Rhode Island. We stood and stood and stood. it was

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but then the Triple A man came and broke into our car and all was good.

Then we went to the tournament which was....cold. We lost, but it was fun, because, hell it was in Rhode Island for gosh sakes. It's a whole other state! An hour away!

roger williams, you old dog.

was there a point to this?

i forget.