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| Thanks to everyone who suggested a name. Meaning, thanks John. However, Charlene sounds a little bit like a lunch lady's name. I'm going to go with "Ms. Jackson". Yes, from the Outkast song. My mountain bike is already named Caroline, so I'll keep the theme going.
The Classic Crime is seriously one of the best bands ever.
My shower won't stop leaking. It's like having one of those machines that plays ambient noises to help you to fall asleep, except mine is creating huge mineral deposits in my bath tub.
I no longer like ballpoint pens. Gel is where it's at now. That, and 0.7 pencil lead.
Yay.
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| I am proud to announce a new addition to the Bui family.
Everyone, meet my new gun:
I haven't named her yet, so I will accept suggestions until I get a good one or until I come up with one.
Let's see, what else.
Race next weekend, at SFA. It shall be fun.
The Classic Crime is, in my opinion, one of the best new bands that I've heard in a while. Check them out here:
http://www.purevolume.com/theclassiccrime
LATER!
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| Apparently, the new Survivor will be one where the teams are divided by race. They call it a "social experiment" on their commercials.
Some sponsors have pulled out of this controversial new season:
Article (Detroit Free Press)
I can't say that this is CBS's best idea ever. In fact, I already don't like it.
In other news, although this is potentially offensive image, I found it amusing for a short bit of time:
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| I got *****-slapped by a tree while riding today. It looks like I cut myself shaving.
I'm about to get slapped around by Pascal's Pensees. One-hundred and eighty pages of agony, followed by 500 words (I dread the reading more than the writing; I can always think of something to write). What a way to spend a Saturday. At least I got one ride in this weekend.
Also, is that ^^ not the coolest picture ever? I'm hoping to join the Baylor Paintball team, if the school goes for it...that "if" should be in all caps and huge. Like this: IF. I find it hard to imagine that a conservative Baptist university would approve of sport which involves, in a sense, hunting your fellow human with little balls full of paint which tastes like Robitussin and a candle's bastard child.
I however have just found out that we are the only school in the Big XII without a club team, so I'm going to cross my fingers. Yes, that is all I will do. Some ambitious freshmen have taken it upon themselves to form this club, so I will sit by idly, twiddling my thumbs, and reading tons of "great" texts until the young 'uns (being a junior makes me feel so old) are ready for me to come to the field and school them in the ways of their elders. Or get schooled.
ps. I'm getting a new marker. I'll post pics once it comes. It took many weeks of eBay sales and scrimping, but I finally raised enough money for my next toy
EDIT: This just in: The Eagles rule. Best music to relax by. Ever. End of story.
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