Pointless Announcements

The locals are as embarrassed as the rest of you. My friends are tailgating... Don't know why they bother going any more.

 

You're obviously not trying hard enough, white girl from town:

Yeah, next time we're together, we'll sing that one at the bar.​

Ooooo, every now and then I fall apart...​

 

Internet from home.

 

I love when fighters put on classic 90's and early 00's club anthems for their arena entrances.

*looks at a bunch of American fighters putting on Hillbilly music and snickers*

 

I'm a Ravens fan. Going to my first game this weekend.

 

Fancy manicure for the week: The Legend of Zelda: The Ocarina of Time themed. Should have done this when less tired, but still pleased.

 

I just wish I knew *why.*

 

What are the chances of someone "who will remain nameless to protect the stupid" will catch on importance of testing

 

Friday. Three day weekend. Bring it on

 

There are a few things that I want. One is something that I've never had before, would likely only get to enjoy once but I have every expectation that it would be great. Another is one that I occasionally enjoy and always surprises me in unexpected but very fun ways. Then there's the one that I'm not going to get to enjoy for the foreseeable future (and very likely forever) that I'm going to miss.

On less wistful note, in a couple of hours I'm going to go listen to a couple of guys tell me how great I am and how much they want to hire me. I need the ego boost, so I'll listen to what they have to say, but they work for a loser company whose name should not be associated with mine.

 

Love the comment.

 

It's Friiiiiiiiiiiday! I get to sleep in a little bit tomorrow. Awesome.


Also, we're out of coffee. Someone bring me some, stat.

 

No-no, you'll get to enjoy that last one... because I'm going to scalp you with a frickin' tomahawk for being Captain Nebulous of the Starship Vagueness. You've been doing this shit for years. Somebody has to stop you. We put names in the hat and I was chosen. It's gonna be dirty.

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Sweet entrance music isn't nearly as important as, oh, keeping your trail edge hand up next to your face. That whole blocking thing.

That's the shit American fighters should probably focus on instead of deciding between "Rhythm of the Night" or "Good Vibrations."

 

How many slices ?

 

I wanna know what love is... I want you to show me.

 

you sound like a foreigner

 

Sing along, goddamnit!