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Sports Notes - 2005-10-06 15:44:58
Now, lets just start with the Bruins. Why the Bruins? Cause I want to build. How about that they lost their opener to the �rival� Canadians who as far back as I can remember have whooped us silly. Now the Patriots, I blew the pick. I never in a million years though that team could come into Foxboro and BLOW US AWAY. Of course LT is amazing, but I guess we just have one to many injuries. How about dem Red Sox? I don�t even want to talk about them until they are done this series though, because I am still not convinced that they are out of it. I mean, we do this shit all the time, and frankly, Clement sucks. Is this Wakefield�s biggest start? Yes.
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Nicole - 2005-10-06 15:58:25
Anything I can do to help with the feelin' down? I could try and send you that chocolate chip monkey! You know what? The weird kids always grow up to be the best damn people. It never fails. (EVER. Which means you're the best damn Gump.) Are you really Ultimate Evil, by the way? If you are, will you put my fifth grade teacher in a river of burning lava for all eternity? Also, how much money can I get for my soul? ;) I always adore your humorous entries. But thank you for the peek into your past too.
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andreeb - 2005-10-06 16:14:32
Sorry you're down, I know what it's like (we all do, duh, I'm a tard who never had friends either)
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awittykitty - 2005-10-06 16:20:54
I was the weird kid too. I used to run around yelling "I'm ZORRO" and thrusting an invisible sword in the air. It was weird in itself and also weird for a girl to be doing it. Here's to weirdness, and all the stories it gives us! :-)
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Matty - 2005-10-06 16:21:52
I was a weird kid too, which is why I chose to make friends with a Gump. I've known my best friend since we were infants, and recently I got to name his daughter. OK, it just so happened that they chose my favourite name from a list which I had helped to compile, but you take my point. It's good to have friends like that.

This weekend I'm going home for Thanksgiving. My best friend recently moved back to the same neighbourhood we grew up in. This weekend we plan to wander around our old back-alley school routes and visit our favourite tree-climbing trees. It looks like I'm the Cod to his Gump, because it looks like I'm the one who won't be coming back. But at least I can visit.

Chin up, Gump...you have people who sincerely care about you who you're never even likely to meet. Pretty good for a weird kid, really.
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DanjerusKurves - 2005-10-06 16:22:55
Do *I* get a wedding invite?
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Jackie - 2005-10-06 16:24:23
I tried the weird thing too but I wasn't very good at it. Any kid that said that stuff about being Satan on the first day of school would have been my idol. Feel better. =)
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Gumphood - 2005-10-06 16:26:06
I suppose it depends on who I will be marring DK.
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Meany - 2005-10-06 16:26:58
When I was a little girl, I wanted to be blonde, so I put this ugly yellow blanket I had over my head and wore it every day, hoping it would turn my hair blonde.

Anyway, be happy -- and drink some beer for me, while you're at it. (Thank you for writing the words "I pretended to be a dog." They made me giggle like a crackhead.)
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Gumphood - 2005-10-06 16:27:17
Also, I will feel better. I didn't mean for this to be a pity entry... more of a "haven't been around entry."
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betty - 2005-10-06 16:53:20
gump, I think you're great.
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Infamy - 2005-10-06 16:59:19
Patriots? Red Sox? What are these words from sports that exist no longer? That have faded instantly from the consciousness of everyone I know? Now that the drought is over, now that life has returned to the land - there is no longer a need to speak in these ancient languages. It's hockey season, baby.
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Anneliese - 2005-10-06 17:01:46
I'm weird too, but only with people I know in real life who are close to me. Like my family.
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Matty - 2005-10-06 17:06:48
Hockey season.

*sigh*

There are those who will call me quite the traitor for saying so, but I quite enjoyed the past year, which will henceforth be known as The Year In Which The Pubs Were Not Constantly Filled With Idiots.

I hate the bloody Canucks.
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Infamy - 2005-10-06 17:11:50
Heh! I will confess to a quiet affection for the year of "No morons from the suburbs clogging up downtown streets after the game". But mostly I'm glad they're back.
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Matty - 2005-10-06 17:21:52
Infamy: we should start a movement for new stadiums...the Canucks will play in Surrey and the Leafs in Scarberia. Makes sense demographically.

Gump, apologies, but my feelings for the Bruins are very similar to yours for the Yankees.
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Amber - 2005-10-06 19:52:46
Guys think about who is going to be the best man at their weddings before either a) a week beforehand or b) their girlfriends/fiancees make them? Interesting...
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Satan - 2005-10-06 19:57:57
You will pay for your deception of Cod who obviously is retarded. Normally, I'm all for kicking downsies in their heads but I'm making an exception in this case. You're my bitch now, Gump. The Dark Lord has spoken.
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Erika - 2005-10-06 21:04:42
My best friend since 2nd grade lives far away too. It sucks. Sometimes we call each other just to bitch about how much it sucks living so far apart.
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laural - 2005-10-06 23:09:34
ah...how I miss how clever you are. I need to read you on a regular basis again! Thanks for the reminder, Satan. Winks.
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willowfox - 2005-10-07 00:11:56
Looks like all us Diaryland folk were the weird kids. I guess I just figured it'd be easier to identify as the weird kid than have to worry about fitting in. I used tell people I wanted to be a cop (this is before the weird days, when I was just a kid) and that I had to watch CHiPS as "homework," but it was all a lie. I just had a crush on Ponch. Shhh, don't tell. Anyway, yes I love the 5 questions, thanks, because they're taylored to the individual. Let me know if you want to play. I'm having fun with it. If you don't and my diary is annoying because of it, then I'll prolly be done at some point soon. Thanks and tip your waitresses.
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Phil - 2005-10-07 00:54:20
Gump don't you realise you are both the Gilbert and Lewis for all of us. "Hi, I'm a nerd too. I just found that out tonight. We have news for the beautiful people. There's a lot more of us then there are of you"
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Andy - 2005-10-07 08:45:58
So when did you guys start wearing the black trenchcoats? Was that after 7th grade?
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vomiting cod - 2005-10-07 11:53:46
a) thanks. that was a nice entry. b) INFAMY READS YOUR DIARY?! c) I bet you gave her the link, you cyber slut.
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Nicole - 2005-10-07 12:35:39
I was one of the weird kids too, Gump. I once spent a whole school year pretending to be an alien. I called the other kids "carbon units" and acted as if I didn't know what stuff like a pencil or a can of soda was for unless someone explained it to me. Here's to all us weird kids! *raising a drink*
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Infamy - 2005-10-07 15:14:18
He begged me to read it. Like a puppy at the dinner table. He even whined, and may have piddled on the floor. (this may or may not be true)
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candoor - 2005-10-09 10:33:24
memories, may be beautiful and yet... and they just keep piling up and hopefully we stay in touch with the memory makers cuz it's really sad when we don't... as usual, I cried laughing, or was that laughed crying...
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