I doubt
I highly doubt that anyone will ever get to read this, but I'll write it anyway. Does me good it does. Write. I mean right. Well, both really. Here's my take on my life. My brain is built on some sort of wierd configuration that goes off in a million different directions at the same time. What I mean is that I have the gift of gab. Supersized. With fries. And a Coke. Well, maybe make that Diet, I've gotten good over the years. See what I mean, I bet that no one understood what I just wrote there. I won't bother explaining it, as what you don't know hopefully won't hurt you. Not too much else happening here. The Saints won, which is cute. Sammy practised today, and if he gives us 24 minutes and Derrick Martin gives us the rest I'll be happy. KG has got to start crashing the basket more, but I'll take a win and a scoreless night from him any day. all that matters is winning my friend, and I am being serious. If Brett throws forty picks this year, who cares? As long as we win the title I owuldn't care if Ahman Green had 20 fumbles. Knowing these two of course, it is very possible. Well, have a good night, and uh, enjoy Pentecost. bye
Posted by Greenmantle at May 24, 2004 11:33 PM