There is no air circulation in my office. That can't be a good thing. I may just pass out. Luckily, I have a big, comfy chair that should keep me from falling on the ground and getting another rug burn on my face. Yeah, that was a fun one. I've recovered, the Oklahoma Blood Institute however, has not. They keep calling to get my blood. Vampires. They can't have it; I value my face too much.
I'm in a bit of a funk this afternoon. Some of it is due to the lack of chocolate in my life. The main reason for my current blueness, however, is that I SHOULD BE IN MIAMI. Yeah, that's right, South Beach is bringin the heat to everyone but me. I am going to feel sorry for myself and no one can talk me out of it until after tomorrow night. Deal with it.
I talked a big game after the 2006 whooping Florida put on Ohio State. My exact words I believe were, "Kody, next time Florida plays in a national championship game I am going with or without you. I am not missing another." We had tickets in 2006 via my fantastic aunt and uncle, however we ended up watching the game in our living room in O-K-L-A-H-O-M-A. Thanks med school...you owe me one...a big one. I'm over it...I promise....can't you tell? Here we are, two years later. Same song. I might throw up some palm trees and play a little Jay-Z "Big Pimpin" before the game to make it feel a tad more Miami-esque.
Bailey is currently outside getting a tan. Lucky dog.
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You should actually play that Will Smith song "Welcome to Miami..." that would be better! I should be there too! :)
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