Week 10 - Uhhhhhggghhhh
posted by holeydonut @ 7:19 PM
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I am so depressed about my team that I have nothing to say :(
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Monday, January 16, 2006
I am so depressed about my team that I have nothing to say :(
7 Comments:
I feel your pain... Maybe you should trade all your players and rebuild a new team like I did... or just change your name.
My team would be middle of the road if I had Yao and Artest playing normally..... and it'd be nice if my fringe guys would play with some form of consistency (Fucking Chandler).
Oh well, I doubt I'll do much fantasy sports next year... so maybe this is a sign of things to come :p
I think I'm just too busy to do fantasy hoops - last yeat I had all these wacky things set up to find guys that were undervalued.
This year, just garbage :(
I hate having to go to class :p
I'm getting my MBA from Notre Dame ... and it isn't very fun.
Last year was so easy! this year .... not so much.
The fighting Irish eh? They should have won that game against USC.
I have a bunch of loans outstanding to pay for my school. Life is great.
I went to the University of Kansas for my undergrad... but really... in America now either you have to specialize in some field with technical degrees (like EE, ChemE, etc) - or you just need a high degree to bypass the crap at lower levels.
The salary I'll be earning after 2 years of school to get my MBA is already much higher than what my colleagues are getting 3 years removed from their undergraduate degree... and without much more education, it's hard to make vertical moves to make more money.
Life is great.
So, my advice is that you need pieces of paper to prove your worth in most cases :p
Yeah, the USC game sucked because I was out on the field, screaming like some crazy fool only to get shooed off because the refs said the ball was fumbled forwards. Bastards.
Ahhh, education and that piece of paper. I got most of them already... and they're somewhere in the house collecting dust.
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