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Okay team.

What the fuck.

I hate those bullshit buffoon girls who spend their lazy Sunday afternoons getting all dolled up to talk with their boyfriends on their cellphones on the bus in my fucking ear. Like I give two shits her lazyass dicklick of a mate had trouble sleeping last night and that he tossed and turned. Nor do I care about how she was right about the price of some pink piece of bullshit going on sale if she waited just long enough...

*whew*

Okay, so I'm still in a lot of pain from my birthday adventures. Playing 8 hours straight of competitive league softball is probably not a good idea for someone who's physical activity logs in at a little less than eight hours total over the last 5 years.

So I'm sorry for the whole bitching about bitches thing, but when you find it difficult to move your legs, every time you want to kick someone in the teeth, you have to think about it in terms of "can I physically do this right now?" and it gets very annoying.

But I love the shit out of all of you.