SO, on the flight back, the Boston - Tampa baseball game was on and I was scanning the channels. I heard my name on the TV . The pitcher for Tampa and I share a last name. Whatta coincidence! So for a minute I was like "go Tampa (kinda) !" But then I saw Boston playing and I was like "crap! Go Sox (kinda) !" All in all, the best part about the game was that I could watch it on the airplane. I watched for like... ten minutes until I said "what else is on?"
Yes. There's only one post season... There's only one October!
So I hear there's only one October. Is this true?
So basically (for my purposes), I'll be talking to you again soon.
We don't leave till Wednesday evening which means we don't land in Dayton till midnight our time and then it's a 90 minute drive north to home.
Haha. That sucks, how long will you be there?
Yargh, matey! I want to go home so bad. My access to the Interwebz is reliant on whether or not I can steal WiFi on my PSP. Connecticut > Montana by sevenfold.
Yar-Yars should start posting like a pirate... Yar-Yar: Gaaaar!
[drama]I don't know, the days have turn to weeks, months, years, since I have talked to you. It burns me, I can't take it anymore, suicide is the only option.[/drama]
Gobo! I'm going to Montana for a week. How will I survive without us exchanging biting sarcasm?
