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What is this "autumn" you speak of.
Oct. 20th, 2009 10:31 pmIt was 100ยบ this weekend. Seriously, why. I was watching the Patriots/Titans game on Sunday, and it was dark and ominous and snowy and I could not relate. At all. I've been turning off the AC at night and leaving the windows open, and last night I spent hours sweating and sleeping fitfully. So ready for it to actually be cold someday.
Meanwhile, I need to mention again how much I love postseason baseball. I can't stand watching it during the regular season (I think there are too many games for me to take anything seriously), but I LOVE the playoffs. And I've been reading some baseball slash, as it seems like the thing to do. Mainly Jeter/Rodriguez, which is lamely obvious, but they're the only ones that intrigue me. It can't be helped.
I went with some friends to a haunted corn maze over the weekend, which was not scary in the slightest, except when an actor dressed up as the Jigsaw Killer from Saw approached us. Those movies scare the hell out of me, and I've never even seen them. (BTW, I need to know why people like Saw, because I can't figure it out at all. What's the appeal of gruesome torture? I experience borderline panic attacks just seeing the previews on television!) Anyway, we came back to my place afterwards for shrimp cocktail and shots. I have to say that nothing compares to the warm, swirling euphoria of tequila, and there's nothing in the world like the resulting hangover.
Meanwhile, I need to mention again how much I love postseason baseball. I can't stand watching it during the regular season (I think there are too many games for me to take anything seriously), but I LOVE the playoffs. And I've been reading some baseball slash, as it seems like the thing to do. Mainly Jeter/Rodriguez, which is lamely obvious, but they're the only ones that intrigue me. It can't be helped.
I went with some friends to a haunted corn maze over the weekend, which was not scary in the slightest, except when an actor dressed up as the Jigsaw Killer from Saw approached us. Those movies scare the hell out of me, and I've never even seen them. (BTW, I need to know why people like Saw, because I can't figure it out at all. What's the appeal of gruesome torture? I experience borderline panic attacks just seeing the previews on television!) Anyway, we came back to my place afterwards for shrimp cocktail and shots. I have to say that nothing compares to the warm, swirling euphoria of tequila, and there's nothing in the world like the resulting hangover.
