YAY!!

WTF is up with all of those effing towels? They had them in Cleveland and they have them in Denver, too. They are the most annoying things ever.

I am going to strangle all of them with their fecking towels.

Bring back the foam finger, people!!

ETA: They will need their towels to wipe all their sad widdle tears when they LOSE!

Come on, Daisuke, you can do it!!



ETA: Orrrrr, maybe not. Still, good job!

Award winning AUTHOR Ashanti? Are you effing kidding me?

What's her book about? Long eyelashes caked with mascara? How to wear a satin baseball jacket with no shirt underneath? Shiny hands?

My baseball stiffy just KEEPS GETTING BIGGER.

It's World Series time again, baby.

Times like this, I really miss my dad. He would have LOVED the Indians/Sox games (he was a closet Indians fan because he liked underdogs, I guess; I also think he liked their politically incorrect hat) and he would be psyched about another Series run.

I hope you can still watch, Dad.

I have such a baseball stiffy right now.

Jen got me a Nintendo DS for my birthday. It's cute. It's fun!

But I worry that I will never have time to use it. Or that the punk will puke on it. Or that I will never be able to afford any new games. (She got me one of the Brain Age games.)

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Speaking of the punk, we took her for weight checks the last two Tuesdays because she had been really spitting up a lot and had slowed her eating for a little while.

Last Tuesday: 13lb 1oz
Today: 13lb 12oz

Woah, big baby! I guess feeding her in her sleep is working. :)

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This ALCS is starting to get awfully depressing and very typical Red Sox.

Dear Red Sox,

Please stop sucking.

Love,
me

LET'S GO RED SOX!