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At the airport in Richmond! Scrambled out of the apartment at 4:11, imagining all manner of things that would happen on the way and result in me just missing my flight. As it turned out, I pulled into the overnight parking at 4:55 and checked in by 5:09. Such is life. Managed to remember most everything except some chocolates I bought from the Wythe Candy Shoppe for Bri's aunt. I hate going to people's houses emptyhanded! Of all things, though, that's the most easily replaced with something else, so I'll live. I never checked with Bri to even make sure the woman wasn't diabetic, so it might have been for naught anyway.
On the drive up to Richmond, I listened to 660, out of New York. Everyone was talking about Lidle, of course. One woman suggested Lidle's death was A Message from God to the Yankees that they need to quit squabbling and start acting like a team. Wow, lady, that's hopefully not a message from any god I pray to. Another guy called in to rag on Lidle for being anywhere near a populated area if he was the kind of pilot who still needed a flight instructor up there with him. But most people just called in to echo the same sentiments: it was a shame, what a downer, it makes you realize the ballplayers are just human beings like us, yadda yadda. It had this odd feel of listening in on a late night loveline show or something. I think it was cause the host kept playing Tony Bennett coming back from the breaks.
I very much would like to recommend the track in this post: Breakable - Ingrid Michaelson
Have you ever thought about what protects our hearts?
Just a cage of rib bones and other various parts.
So it's fairly simple to cut right through the mess,
And to stop the muscle that makes us confess.
I texted Bri last night that Oakland must be seriously rethinking giving the cripple Game 3 and she texted me back that she was ignoring me until Oakland rallied. So. I guess it's gonna be a looooong couple of days in St. Louis ^_~ Hopefully the Cards win tonight, or this could be the end of us. Come on, Oaktown. Can we at least make a series of this?
I should go - my flight starts boarding in 12 minutes, and I haven't bothered with security yet.
PS - Boooooo, United. Feel free to fly on time. Good thing I had a two hour layover coming up in Chicago.
PPS - I feel like a bit of a harlot; I washed my favorite pair of jeans last night and holy crap, they wear like a second skin right now >.>
On the drive up to Richmond, I listened to 660, out of New York. Everyone was talking about Lidle, of course. One woman suggested Lidle's death was A Message from God to the Yankees that they need to quit squabbling and start acting like a team. Wow, lady, that's hopefully not a message from any god I pray to. Another guy called in to rag on Lidle for being anywhere near a populated area if he was the kind of pilot who still needed a flight instructor up there with him. But most people just called in to echo the same sentiments: it was a shame, what a downer, it makes you realize the ballplayers are just human beings like us, yadda yadda. It had this odd feel of listening in on a late night loveline show or something. I think it was cause the host kept playing Tony Bennett coming back from the breaks.
I very much would like to recommend the track in this post: Breakable - Ingrid Michaelson
Have you ever thought about what protects our hearts?
Just a cage of rib bones and other various parts.
So it's fairly simple to cut right through the mess,
And to stop the muscle that makes us confess.
I texted Bri last night that Oakland must be seriously rethinking giving the cripple Game 3 and she texted me back that she was ignoring me until Oakland rallied. So. I guess it's gonna be a looooong couple of days in St. Louis ^_~ Hopefully the Cards win tonight, or this could be the end of us. Come on, Oaktown. Can we at least make a series of this?
I should go - my flight starts boarding in 12 minutes, and I haven't bothered with security yet.
PS - Boooooo, United. Feel free to fly on time. Good thing I had a two hour layover coming up in Chicago.
PPS - I feel like a bit of a harlot; I washed my favorite pair of jeans last night and holy crap, they wear like a second skin right now >.>
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I DO CARE. VERY MUCH.
But seriously, have a good time and don't get caught in any wind storms at Busch.
SAVE ME SOME AIRLINE PEANUTS. :9
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Well, good for you for not missing your flight and all. IT HAPPENS
Oakland's gonna win the next four. Yup yup. Spurred on by an inspiring commanding
sexystarting performance by Richie.And DONT ACT LIKE you didn't know that would happen with your jeans. I've heard how you're all hot for Albert now.
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2) Yay, harlotry! =D
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What, no pictures?
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I hope you put those harloty jeans to good use. ;-)