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OKAY baseball speculation is getting to my brain. I don't usually dream about the stuff I think about all day; I guess my subconscious figures I need a break or something.
But last night I dreamed about Kevin Millar. A cookout or something? I don't know. But he was just as awesome and friendly (and, oddly, squishy) as he is supposed to be.
And night before last I dreamed Matt Mantei was traded to the Tigers. Everyone else was excited and I was all, "Oh, yeah, he exists."
Weird.
Also, GO AWAY, Oakland. I do not want to have to learn about your stupid team with your stupid pretty players and their stupid squealing fangirls* just so I can fail to update my stupid player journal on a regular stupid basis. Ugh. I much prefer the Pads, thanks.
* Obviously, any actual A's fangirls on my friendslist are not of the stupid squealing variety. If you were, you wouldn't be on my friendslist. So no worries, that's not directed at you.
But last night I dreamed about Kevin Millar. A cookout or something? I don't know. But he was just as awesome and friendly (and, oddly, squishy) as he is supposed to be.
And night before last I dreamed Matt Mantei was traded to the Tigers. Everyone else was excited and I was all, "Oh, yeah, he exists."
Weird.
Also, GO AWAY, Oakland. I do not want to have to learn about your stupid team with your stupid pretty players and their stupid squealing fangirls* just so I can fail to update my stupid player journal on a regular stupid basis. Ugh. I much prefer the Pads, thanks.
* Obviously, any actual A's fangirls on my friendslist are not of the stupid squealing variety. If you were, you wouldn't be on my friendslist. So no worries, that's not directed at you.
