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Wednesday, February 8, 2006
Fuck. Now I'm sick. I woke up this morning with what felt like a canteloupe in my stomach.
It might have been the refried black beans we had with dinner. Or it might be the Seattle sports fans, cursing me for my vitriolic attack on the Seahawks yesterday.
All right, I give! Seattle's a great sports town with a proud history! Jim Zorn was a rock star! Steve Largent was a king among men! The Seahawks were robbed at the Super Bowl! Mike Holmgren's a genius!
Now put down the voodoo dolls, you flannel-wearing sorcerers.
11:01:42 AM
It might have been the refried black beans we had with dinner. Or it might be the Seattle sports fans, cursing me for my vitriolic attack on the Seahawks yesterday.
All right, I give! Seattle's a great sports town with a proud history! Jim Zorn was a rock star! Steve Largent was a king among men! The Seahawks were robbed at the Super Bowl! Mike Holmgren's a genius!
Now put down the voodoo dolls, you flannel-wearing sorcerers.
11:01:42 AM
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