Seattle isn't some crappy ass team. I mean, they have Ray Allen, right? Just because he's a whiny baby who can't handle a real defender doesn't mean everything, he's still pretty good, I guess. Besides, they were bound to win 1.
1.
That's all I'm givin' 'em tho. Cause we have some ass to kick. Anyway, I firmly believe the best way to end a series is at home.
And that's all I have to say about that.
So, I'm probably going to end up regretting this, but the ex and I have been talking again. He's not begging for me to take him back or anything, but he has said that things are different for him. That he's not the same guy. And that he knows what he wants now... blah, blah, blah.
It's weird. I mean, I don't have the same feelings I once had for him, but at the same time I don't want him out of my life or anything. We'll see. I mean, if he's interested in starting all over, I don't see why not. But this is not going to be a "where we left off" situation - cause I ain't havin' none of that!
Anyway, I'm off to get my free Jr. Frosty from Wendy's on. They are practically a food orgasm waiting to happen. MMmmmm.... Frosty.
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How sad, I must comment on my own blog... but due to last night's travesty, I will not be calling anymore of the future series. I will let the Basketball Gods make those calls.
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