+ Man, the Cubans were annoying the everloving shit out of me. I just wanted them to PLAY THE DAMN GAME. Except the Cuban translator. I love the Cuban translator. She could be translating the obits for all the life she shows out there on the field. It's completely hilarious. The announcers spent 5 minutes at one point musing over the haircut El Commandante's son apparently went out and got. Which might lead you to believe it was a boring game, but it was actually really, very awesome. I was half-heartedly rooting for Puerto Rico, so of course they stranded runners left and right. Made it interesting every inning, though. And the guys were so. into. it. It gets me where I live that they're so into games...in March. I mean, Pudge does nothing for me, but the way he slammed his helmet into the ground after he being called out at home trying to tie the game? I approve of that kind of desire to deliver. Try not to be a complete fucking asshole this year, Pudge.
Slept through Korea/Japan. U.S. has a chance to advance now, as Korea remains undefeated. Meh. On the other hand, it's kind of funny to me, since Ichiro was all "Japanese baseball >>>>>> all other Asian baseball." Whoops, guess not.
+ I love that LJ finally really truly gets that all the people want?
more userpics. Extra storage space? Who needs that shit. A photo scrapbook? I have photobucket and imageshack for that, thanks. Yet another increase in userpics, just months after the last bump? By George. I do think they've got it. Which really just means I now have more slots for icons I like having in my rotation, even though I rarely ever use them. Which is fine by me.
So, seriously. Ability to edit comments. There's got to be a way. As Mariah once sang.
+ It has been far too long, methinks, since I have seen the poetry meme floating around. I do so love the poetry meme. If you see this, please post a poem you like, either in comments here, or in your own lj.
( I seem to have this thing for Eastern European poets )And/Or: a quote that makes you go
hmmmmmmm. I resemble that remark!For my part, I stumbled across this line from Kafka the other day:
What have I in common with Jews? I have hardly anything in common with myself and should stand very quietly in a corner, content that I can breathe.– from a letter of January 8, 1914
Tell me about it. Though I would have to substitute ooooh, Americans, Blacks, Arabs, Muslims, Women... ^_~
+ Alright, off to Richmond. Going in early so I can get back for the Housing Lottery. Cross your fingers for me that there isn't some kind of crazy accident on 64 this afernoon.
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