70. 9/11, sports, board crap.
70.
Obligatory story about where I was on 9/11. I had my wisdom teeth pulled on 9/10 and out like a light most of 9/11. Except to wake up at night for my Aunt's birthday get together, and have no idea why it was the quietest, strangest birthday celebration ever. With people putting American flags everywhere.
I don't mean to mock 9/11. Thousands of people needlessly died. That's sad. And it included a porn star I loved. Damn towelheads. But, the way people reacted, and still do, is disgusting.
"GOD BLESS AMERICA! I LOVE NEW YORK!"
Fuck you. Most of you weren't putting American flags on your windows and cars before that. So, you're suddenly patriotic because a group of crazy fucks needlessly killed a bunch of people. Whatever makes you feel good, I guess. Weird how I didn't hear GOD BLESS ESPANA and I LOVE UGLY BRITS for the Madrid and London killings. But, dey ain' wit'us, deyr agin'us. Or something.
I feel sad for the many people affected by the killings. Their lives will never be the same. But, everyone else can fuck off. The end.
So, the US Open sucked. Federer won easily. The women's event shall be ignored. That is all.
Another NFL season starts, and I have no excitement. Meh. And college football has been mostly boring thus far. Oh well.
As you can see, nothing interests me these days. So, I'll stop.
xoxoxo
Leelee.
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