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|orfwashere (profile) wrote, |
on 9-27-2003 at 1:07am
|Current mood: drained
|Somehow today I went from alphabetizing 40 year old jazz charts to being less than 10 feet away from a team of professional baseball players drinking champagne, beer, smoking real cubans, and freestyling in a crazy celebration.
Man, I'm fucking tired.
I'm proud to say I saw the Marlins get the oh-so desired Wild Card in person. I'm also proud to say that I'm a real fan. I'm not the person that came because they're winning. I'm the person that came all season, and came as often as I could, even when they sucked. I'm proud to say I'm a fan.
Well anyways, I had a lot of fun. My dad and I met this med school student from UM. He was an awesome guy. Sorta reminded me of Clark Rosesweig. School: sucks. I can't stand health. Art history bores me to death. Once we get out of this B.C. bullshit, I'm sure I might enjoy it more. Holy fuck. Me: pissed. Can't go to the FIF farewell show because I have to work. If I'm late or absent more than two times before Dec. 15th, I get canned. FIF is cool and all, but they're not cooler than payday.
payday > FIF.