today i care about: coffee and the final four. primarily my bruins. this, again, in is honour of my uncle who has cheered for them for as long as i can remember, even though i was the one who went to UCLA. as explained previously, i didn't attend much in the way of sporting events while actually at the school, being tied up with learning three languages and writing papers and reading books n junk, but now that i have absofuckinlutely nothing going on, i may as well watch the most boring game ever invented (and golf, i think you're less boring.) my moth is rooting for george mason because everyone is saying "who the fuck is George Mason." go moth.
go bruins. knock 'em dead, kids.
of course, my good wishes, in retro, is probably a death knell. oh well.
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