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Final score, OU, 17-16. We ran out of time. Literally.

Can coach fran please learn how to start winning games in the month of november? I mean.......cmon. Such bullshit. Even with adrian peterson on the bench we still couldn't do it. Stephen mcgee, you are one hell of a quarterback. I just wish you had more than javorski lane as a formidable weapon. Lane has scored 18 touchdowns this season alone. That's like.........the majority of our points.

I have no shittalking this weekend because, quite frankly, it was a damn good game. OU just outplayed us, and we didn't take advantage of opportunites.......such as two forced turnovers for only 3 points. Should've been 14 right there.

No big 12 championship game for us. How do you like that premature end to a stellar (comparatively speaking) season?
-- jess via hiptop
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It sucks when halloween falls on a weekday. Especialy when you're in college. Instead of seeing ghosts and goblins while walking around campus, you're greeted by zombified stares and jittery, caffeinated hand shakes. Not an army of the undead, no. Simply a hoarde of college students running on no sleep, rushing to complete three 12-page research papers which are all due on the same day.

I swear. Profs must get together every summer and winter break and decide on one coinciding two-week period of hell to give their students. Can I get an amen? Or a witness?

So earlier tonight I was walking to the library (*gasp*) to meet up with some people to work on a group project (*GASP*) and had the unfortunate luck of being singled out by a drunk passenger of a vehicle passing me by. Well, he might not have been drunk. Maybe he was just under the impressing that since it was halloween, its okay to hang your head out of a moving vehicle and attempt to woo young women with such pick-up lines as "HEY BABY. WHAT ARE YOOOUU FOR HALLOWEEN?" I gave him this look like r u kddng me and replied, "nothing you have a chance at getting with."

Damn freshmen.

Remember that one halloween a few years ago when it was cool to dress up like yoshi and play a show with your band and not spend the nights preceeding all hallows eve at clubs hanging out with lip synchers and fashion designers?

Aaaandrae? Has anyone seen aaaaandrae?
-- jess via hiptop
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"Ameatures work until they get it right; professionals works until they can't get it wrong."

"Practice makes habit not perfect."
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Texas A&M
8-1

Enough said.

Sad that the only reason I get up on Sundays now is to check the BCS rankings. Houston Texans, who?
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I wish I could take a picture of the weather here today just so you all could experience how beautiful it is.

Sunny, 70 degrees, no humidity (!!!!!!!!), chilly wind. Just cool enough for a hoodie.

O, college station. Your good days outweigh your bad on most days. (Except for the flash floods.) I just wish this weather could last for a bit longer. Fall? What's fall? Oh you mean that week in between scorching hot summer and rainy winter? O rly?
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ESPN Scoreboard:


So umm.... I still don't know what happened because I stopped listening after McGee got sacked on a third down with two minutes left in the 4th quarter, Cowboys leading by a touchdown.

Turned it off out of sheer rage.

Convo via AIM after assuming that play ended the game.Collapse )

But umm.... I'm glad I did turn it off because.... it has been proven time and time again that every game I watch/listen to, my team ends up failing miserably. So if you ever want someone to lose bad, give me a call. I'll watch that game and root for your opponent. They will lose.

And umm.... HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAH! WE WON WE WON WE SHOT THE BEEBEE GUN! YOU LOST YOU LOST YOU ATE TOMATO SAUCE!!!!!!!!! THAT'S WHAT YOU GET FOR FORGETTING OUR AMPERSAND, BITCHES! AND IT WAS YOUR HOMECOMING, TOO!!!! AAAAAAHAHAAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

/end pettiness

Dear ESPN,

Thank you for not hating our guts enough to forget our "&."

Sincerely,
Jess

Current Mood: ecstatic ecstatic
Current Music: me, laughing loudly.

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WTF. SRSLY.Collapse )

That's the Live Stats dealie from OK State's website.

I get offended over the stupidest stuff. But, seriously. Ghey ass shit. WHAT THE HELL? WE ARE NOT A UNIT OF TIME OR A TYPE OF MEDICINE, OKAY? It's not Texas AM or Texas PM. It's TEXAS A&M. Texas Agricultural AND Mechanics. TAMU. Texas Agricultural and Mechanics University. LEARN HOW TO shift+7, OKAY OKLAHOMA STATE??!??! &&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&

God.

Current Music: the game (football, not the rapper)

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Oct. 13, 2006 | If you think the worst thing Congress doesn't
protect young people from is Mark Foley, wake up and smell the
burning planet. The ice caps are cracking, the coral reefs are
bleaching, and we're losing two species an hour. The birds have
bird flu, the cows have mad cow, and our poisoned groundwater has
turned spinach into a side dish of mass destruction. Our schools
are shooting galleries, our beaches are cancer wards, and under
George W. Bush -- for the first time in 45 years -- our country's
infant mortality rate actually went up.

Read the labels on your food. It turns out the healthiest thing
you can put in your body is Mark Foley's penis. He was probably
the first fruit those pages ever came into contact with that
wasn't drenched in pesticide.

But that's America for you -- a red herring culture, always
scared of the wrong things. The fact is, there are a lot of
creepy middle-aged men out there lusting for your kids. They work
for MTV, the pharmaceutical industry, McDonald's, Marlboro and K
Street. And recently, there's been a rash of strangers making
their way onto school campuses and targeting our children for
death. They're called military recruiters.

More young Americans were crippled in Iraq last month than in any
month in the past three years. And the scandal is that Mark Foley
wants to show them a good time before they go? When will our
closeted gay congressmen learn? Our boys aren't for pleasure.
They're for cannon fodder. They shouldn't be another notch on
your bedpost. They should be a comma in Bush's war. If I hear a
zipper, it had better be on a body bag.

Why aren't Democrats and the media hammering away every day about
who we're supposed to be fighting for over there and what the
plan is. Yes, Mark Foley was wrong to ask teenagers how long
their penises were -- but at least someone on Capitol Hill was
asking questions. We're the predators. Because we have an entire
economy built on asking young people what they want, making the
cheapest, sleaziest form of it they'll accept, and selling it to
them until they choke on it and die.

You know who's grabbing your kids at too young an age? Merck,
Pfizer and GlaxoSmithKline, by convincing you they're depressed,
hyperactive or suffering from attention-deficit disorder and so
they must all get medicated. The drug dealers hooking your kids
aren't in South America, they're in the halls of Congress handing
out campaign donations to your congressmen. Mark Foley says he
never slept with those kids, and I believe him, because American
children are so hopped up on pills I doubt any of them could get
it up.

From 1995 to 2002, the number of children prescribed
antipsychotic drugs increased by over 400 percent. Either our
children are going insane -- which we might look on as a problem
-- or, more likely, we have, for profit, created a nation of
little junkies. So stop already with the righteous moral
indignation about predators -- this whole country is trying to
get inside your kid's pants because that's where he keeps the
money Daddy gave him to stay out of his hair.

I don't care if Mark Foley had been asking boys to describe their
penises because I have some sad news for you: Your kid is so
larded out on Cheetos and Yoo-hoo, he can't even see his penis.
We live in a country where the ultimate consumer is an obese 16-
year-old hooked up at one end to a Big Gulp and at the other to a
PlayStation. So many of our kids today are fat drug addicts, it's
almost as if Rush Limbaugh had had puppies.

In conclusion, we can pretend that the biggest threat to "our
children" is some creep on the Internet, or we can admit it's Mom
and Dad. When your son can't find France on a map, or touch his
toes with his hands, or understand that the ads on TV are lying
-- including the one in which the Marine turns into Lancelot --
then the person fucking him is you.


-- By Bill Maher
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This is from Linda's [rainisnice] journal.

I remember when meeting Fall Out Boy after a show wasn't a huge deal. I remember when they played shows in venues that smelled like piss and beer and there were 200 people there and they were opening for bands no one listens to anymore. Because trust me, NO ONE listens to Mest anymore. I remember they would make a point to come and find the fans and talk to them and hug them and thank them for coming to the show. They can't do that anymore because obsessive freaks threaten their safety. They have to have security controlled, impersonal meet and greets. And people call them jerks and say they don't give a shit about their fans. Because the world woke up and noticed their band. Yeah, what assholes. How dare they sell records and do their jobs well and become successful. It's all about you, isn't it? You'd rather they eat Ramen and drive through the night in a shitty van hoping they stay awake long enough to make it to the next city and not have an accident somewhere along the way. Every time I hear someone talk shit about them, it makes me sick. I am disgusted at how little people care about what a band went through to get to where they are. They have been through so much shit, they deserve every single ounce of success they get. People need to understand meeting the band is not a right, it's a privelege. The band is not obligated to try and come find the fans after a show. They do it because they want to and because they care. Sometimes it can't be done... they have too much press, they're sick, they're exhausted from being on the road for 3 months straight. Cut them some slack. They're people, not robots.

So, here's how it works:

1. Open your library (iTunes, Winamp, Media Player, iPod, etc.)
2. Put it on shuffle
3. Press play
4. For every question, type the song that's playing
5. When you go to a new question, press the next button
6. Don't lie and try to pretend you're cool...

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This is for Kelly.

And anyone else who enjoys watching a good fight.

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