So what did you do with your time away from MGoBlog?
Punched the clown ... more than usual.
One handed, didn't you?
I understand checking this site frequently during football season, but I only visit a couple times a day during the Summer. Only tried logging on once when the site was offline.
I kept trying to get on mgoblog and it kept telling me i had to wait. I felt like pullin out my hair over it. This blog has kept me sane over the last about month. The funny thing is i stumbled on it and to me it is the best michigan sports site on the net. I get more information here that is legit than i did being a member of gobluewolverine last season which cost me roughly 9 bucks a month. I hate saying this but i really bought in to Tom Beaver and that was a big mistake.
I slept....I work nights. Didn't even know Mgoblog was down.
Brewed a batch of IPA over open flame in solitude.
Complained a lot to coworkers about how MGoBlog wasn't up. That's why they don't block the website.
I was catching up on Harry Potter movies for most of the morning, but I did check in a few times because I wanted to use some quotes for my friend's and my discussion of recruiting possibilities. It was unfortunate, but nothing life threatening. I was positive that Brian would get the site back up as soon as possible.
It allowed me to get to an interview.
NCAA 12. Working my way up the coaching carousel.
Showered for the first time since the last malware attack. Also put on some pants.
I actually worked. I almost forgot that I am paid to do something other than read the blog
I actually worked. I almost forgot that I am paid to do something other than read the blog
while sobbing
...down?
Got some actual work done, checked out Puck Daddy, EDSBS, 11W, etc., got a workout in...a generally productive day. It was weird.
I have a test tomorrow so it helped keep me focused.
Outside brian's house. Loses it's mystique at 3 pm in July, but it seems to have worked.
i wondered how i ever learned anything about michigan football before mgoblog
...on the wall, that don't bother me at all.
Playin' solitaire 'till dawn, with a deck of 51.
Smokin' cigarettes and watchin' Captain, Kangaroo.
Now don't tell me, I've nothin' to do."
Just try and get that song out of your head, if you're old enough to, you know, actually know it.
Pulp Fiction.
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