HEISGIRL: Fodder From a Female Football Fan

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Wednesday, February 28, 2007

Spam of the week

A piece of spam just arrived in my inbox with the subject "Jesus Deoderant."

I opened it because I wasn't totally sure whether they were selling deoderant that was endorsed/blessed by Jesus (because I can be a sweaty girl, and could use the divine intervention) or if maybe James Cameron and his band of merry thieves had discovered a stick of the deoderant Jesus allegedly used.

Turns out they were just trying to sell me Cialis. Like I don't already have enough of that...sheesh.

In all seriousness, I do like to reward creatively subjected spam. I mean, come on..."Jesus Deoderant?" Pure genius. Of COURSE I'm going to open that. I am not, however, going to open the next piece of spam in my inbox with the subject "hey qwykobrnwmkjphourktp." Sorry internet phishers...I will not be purchasing my performance enhancing drugs from you. Try a little harder next time and maybe we can talk.

In other news, there's a pretty big bball game tonite. And though I learned on Saturday that Rhodeside has $5 pitchers on Wednesdays, and that my boy Dre will be DJing, I'm going to do my darnedest to avoid imbibing and will watch at home (saving liver cells). Geez I hope we win. Not just because it would put us in position to win the Big 12, but more so because I can't stand the thought of being swept by A&M in the major sports. I don't want to know what that feels like. My skin crawls just thinking about it.

Tomorrow is the Exes big hoohaha for Texas Independence Day (which is really March 2...funny how when I was president of the chapter, March 2 always fell on a weeknight...) and I know I'll be 100 sheets to the wind by the end of that (TAKE THAT SALLY! I STILL USE THAT ANALOGY WRONG!). Friday I fly out of here at 6 a.m. bound for Seattle. What, pray tell, does one do on a two hour layover between 7:30-9:30 in Chicago? Yucky. Once I finally arrive in Seattle, it is my goal to act as outlandish and crazy there as Daphers did when she was here (meaning pick up a guy on the metro and bring him home, lose my cel phone on a park bench, and break not one but two glasses in a bar). My friends are such rockstars.


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