i’m so sucking and writing anything that is anything more than mindless filler. and yes, it is already sunday evening/late afternoon and i’m STILL lying around doing nothing. so what?
oh well…in other news, this is amusing:
Why Relationships Should Be More Like Schoolyard Baseball
Because if you’re not ready when somebody hits the ball, you can argue for a do-over.
If you have the skills, you don’t have to fight for a spot on the team.
You can stop the game if something’s important enough, and then come back in when you’re done.
The score is less important than the play.
Because when arguments ensue, your friends can actively participate, back you up, and tell you when you’re being a dick about it.
Everyone goes and gets pizza afterwards, and talks about how great it was.
Your mom can come by and call you out at any time, especially when you’re floundering badly.
If you make a spectacular play, you’ll be first choice at the next game.
If you’re the catcher, you get protective equipment.
Because you’re always going to get another chance to knock it over the fence
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and lastly, i LOVE jetta.
jetta (5:43:27 PM): mmm girlfriend’s booty is tasty
