Wherein I’m a Fuckin’ Heel. And Anglophiles Everywhere Weep Wee Tears. Again.

So I guess England won’t be beating Portugal for a trip to the semifinals, eh? One nation is transformed into an appropriately sorrow’d collective of Wayne-Rooney-stomping-Portuguese-nuts-replay-watchers, while the other catapults to the top of the heap of Soccer Nations I Love to Hate . . . seriously, right ahead of Spain and Mexico. God bless you, Christian Ronaldo, you fuckin’ choad!

The other news from this weekend was my sister-in-law (in-law) giving birth. Being the one person who’d expressed a disinterest in actually being present to watch, I volunteered to keep Mia and her cousin while everyone went to witness the Miracle of Childbirth. The event started to unfold Monday, and I stayed with the girls. Until I had band practice. Which I did not cancel as we had to prepare for our show (which is tonight). And, as it turned out, the band practice magically coincided with the exact climax and finale of the birth. So Michelle had to sit in for me. Yeah, I suck.

In other news, I’ve had water in my left ear for about five days. And it’s, seriously, starting to drive me right motherfucking crazy.

Posted by Scott-san on 07/05 at 02:40 PM
 
  1. Have you tried pouring rubbing alcohol in it to dry it out?

    Posted by Erin  on  07/05  at  03:07 PM
  2. that was the worst match ever. rooney is a little thug. i had to drink some alcohol in broad daylight to cheer me up but even now it is HURTIN’.

    Posted by marshmallow  on  07/05  at  06:41 PM
  3. Water in the ear sucks.  Have you been hopping around on one foot?

    When that happens to me, a trip to the ENT is usually the only thing that works.

    Posted by teahouseblossom  on  07/09  at  01:34 PM
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