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Oh my god, the gas

 What the french, toast!?

 Have you ever had that gas that gets trapped in your intestines and makes you feel like any moment now an alien is going to burst forth from your abdomen? Where the idea of, to put it delicately, farting your freaking head off doesn’t just sound like good American fun but is the only thing that is going to save your life? I’ve got that kind of gas. I have no idea what caused it. It might be the beans I ate yesterday and today, but nah – beans don’t cause gas, right? If it is the beans, these are killer, evil beans that are trying to take over my body by bloating me into the size of a Thanksgiving Day Parade balloon. I think its best all around that I am home alone this evening. If you see me floating down the street, you’ll know they got the better of me.

I have to cut this short. Gossip Girl has sucked me in.

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I cried! I did! And then Plaxico Burress cried which, come on, is only fitting because he caught the game winning touchdown. And then I cried some more. I think Brady and Belichik might have cried, too, but they didn’t show that on tv. The Giants, largely through some really amazing work by their defense, just kicked some major ass.

And I wasn’t even going to watch the game (something about a test I need to study for?). I’m so glad I didn’t miss it. When I can figure out how to do it, I”ll embed the NFL commercial with Chester Pitts and Ephraim Salaam. It is such a good story and Ephraim Salaam is such a cutie.

The postgame coverage just talked with Belichik. Not a very good loser. Nope. He’s cranky.

Okay – I’m going to go to bed. This was an emotional night.

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