Roger Clemen$, after living a full life, died. When he got to heaven, God was showing him around. They came to a modest little house with a faded Yankee$ flag in the window. "This house is yours for eternity," God said. "This is very special, not everyone gets a house up here." Roger felt special, indeed, and walked into his house. On his way up to the porch he noticed another house just around the corner. It was a three- story mansion with a bright red and blue sidewalk, a 50 foot flagpole with a Red Sox flag flying on it, and a Red Sox logo in every window. In the front yard was a sign reading 'Welcome To Beantown.' Clemen$ looked at God and said, "I don't mean to be ungrateful, but I have a question. I won three World Series rings, more awards than I can remeber, and I won 300 games." God answered, "So what do you want to know, Roger?" "Well, why does Pedro Martinez get a better house than me?" God chuckled and said, "Roger, thats not Pedro's house... its mine."

startin off with a bit of red sox love..
sox win in extra innings...hell yes

family weekend this weekend..who the hell knows if my fam is comin up or not..whatever its all good in the end...

rained all day today...and i still got nothign accomplished...at least i think i didn't..

i just realized i have nothign to write...i did before..but it has slipped my mind..... doesn't that just rock

well be happy with the red sox
show em some lovin

a poem "Doing, a flithy pleasure is, and shot;" Doing a flithy pleasure is, and short; And done, we straight repent us of the sport; Let us not then rush blindly unto it, Like lustful beasts, that only know to to do it: For lust will languish, and that heat decay. But thus, thus, keeping endless holiday, Let us together closely lie and kiss, There is no labour, nor no shame in this; This hath pleased, doth please, and long will please; never Can this decay, but is begining ever. -petronius arbiter ad 27?-ad 66 i luv love poems...now i'm really not hopeless romantic sap who wants to like get married on a white horse and ride in a white carriage and vacation all across europe. well alright so i would vacation all across europe..and i wouldn't mind owning a horse...but no. no romanticaly stiffling things. i just can't handle it. but i do have this book of love poems. actually the books name is love poems. and they are wonderful. and i really liek lord byron..something other than shakespeare and elizabeth barret browning...although lord byron is known..there are a few ppl in here that are not known really. and it makes it all the better. that poem isn't really a love poem at all..one day i shall write in here a realy sappy one...the sappiest one i can find..and it'll be bullshit..and maybe one day i'l write down my fav one.

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