Heeeeeeey I forgot I had this thing!
I shall resume Vox-ing immediately. Tomorrow. Probably.
I'm going to Dallas today for Corinne's concert!!!
If they let me take pictures (i'm hoping!) i'll definitely share on LJ. EVERYWHERE on LJ.
I am gonna fuckin KILL Rhett Bomar!
So I get back to work from my lunch hour and there's a note on my desk from Michelle. Everyone who sits around me says that she came looking for me in a frenzy, so I rush over to her desk and she's damn near in TEARS over this Bomar shit.
GODDAM YOU RHETT! Fuckin up our entire season before it even starts. WHAT THE FUCKIN HELL!?!?!?!
I'm mad at J.D. Quinn too, but Bomar is our quarterback and he is fucking IMPORTANT. OHHHH I AM SO MAD.
WHY ARE Y'ALL FUCKIN WITH MY TEAM?! WHY ARE Y'ALL FUCKIN WITH MY SEASON!
If I see that fool Bomar in the streets it's gonna be a MISUNDERSTANDIN UP IN THAT MOTHAFUCKA.
I must be in a dream! I know this shit is not really happening to me!
Mack Brown is behind this somehow, I know it. That salty bastard. This is a conspiracy!
I can't take it. I CAN'T TAKE IT. My season is ruined. OMFG. Everybody at work is flippin the fuck out - nobody's working, everybody's got their radios tuned in and we're logging into every college sports related website trying to make sense of it all.
This shit is just..........WHY?! Over a goddamn car dealership?! You stupid motherfuckers. Now you'll never play college ball again but more importantly YOU FUCKED UP MY SEASON, BITCH.
The backup quarterback better take his ass outside NOW and just start running and throwing the ball until he gets this shit right.
FUCK.
i haven't quite figured out this Vox thing yet, but it excites me. we will see whether the two of us can mesh.

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