Thursday, April 3, 2008

Fight Wrap-up.

I was 7 out of 12. eh. Lots of upsets. My boy Diaz was the fight of the night. Speer proved to be overrated. Maynard made Edgar look like a small child. Irvin and Alexander delivered on absurdity.

I found rat poop in the kitchen. I am thinking about laying out snares and prowling around. Maybe we should introduce weasels.

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attempting to silence the voices in my head.