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Wednesday, February 9, 2005


triple post...
Sorry for not posting yesterday. When I went to Crank's house over the weekend, Chrono showed up with his computer. So we had Crank's and Chrono's computers and my laptop all fuckin' around. Chrono had an idea to hook up Crank's broadband connection to my laptop. So he went into my comp. and fiddled with some options so it would accept the broadband. Unfortunatly, he left Crank's house before he could change the options back to 56K. So my laptop is stuck in broadband setup until I bring it to school and have Chrono fix it for me. I would of used the house computer to post last night like I am now, but my mom was playing solitare all night long. To her, this thing is a $700 deck of cards.

I found out Sunday night that my parents got in a car accident. (to Crank: that's why the other car wasn't in the driveway) Don't worry though, no one got hurt. My parents were coming home from a wedding when they came up on a 4-way stop. They were crossing the street when this woman in a convertable ran the sign and hit them. It was a corner to corner hit. The funny part is, the chick tried drive away, got about twenty feet before the car broke completly, then got out and started bookin' it. Makes ya think "What was in the car?" Anyway, no one was hurt, we just only have one car for a while.

It's a little hard for me to type this next thing. You'll understand.
My brother tried out for the high school baseball team couple weeks ago. We got a phone call a few days later telling us that he didn't make the team. He's still sulking about it today. I tried to console him about it and said, "Dude, get over it already. So you didn't make the team, big deal. Besides, you're a freshman, there's always next year." Knowing my brother, I was expecting a smart-ass remark in return but I didn't expect this. "You're one to talk about getting over things! You were sulking about your friend dying a month and half later! News flash! She's DEAD! GET OVER IT!" ... ... He quickly ran into his room pouting. ...I ran for his bedroom door chasing after him. When I grabbed the doorknob, my dad yelled after me. He said, "T-BOW! ...Kick his ass." I don't think I have to go any further. (Maybe that's why I've been in a relativly good mood.)

Well, that's all I have to say for now. I'm out.

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