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After a remarkably painless set of flights (not including getting to the airport only to realize that one of my bags is 6.5lbs over the maximum weight allowed), I am back at home. Actually landed at 23:00 last night to the news of Bobby hitting a solo home run to give the Yanks a 5-1 lead. While waiting for my bags I got the news that the Wanger pitched himself a complete game *squishes him* Have now seen his new haircut; I prefer him slightly shaggy myself.

Going out for a lunch with my 'nee-chan later.

Buying some stuff to take with me to Japan now.

Good lord, I'm leaving in less than 20 hours.

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Woah damn is Moose ever pitching a good game. (I was watching it in my parent's room) Some absolutely gorgeous pitches. I am pleased.

I'm also guilty of laughing sinisterly when I heard that Schilling lost his bid for a no-hitter in the 9th with two out. The only thing that kept me from laughing louder or longer was the fact that I was in a restaurant.

Still packing. Since I'm leaving at three, I figure there's no sense in me even trying to sleep. I'll figure something to keep me awake. Probably last minute packing.

[edit] Bobby, I love you. Let me have your babies. Kthxbai.

[edit #2] Alex, I love you and your cursing. Let me have your other babies. Kthxbai.

[edit #3] Now we're just being mean to them. I like it! <3

[edit #4] Right. Torre just became the first man in MLB history with 2000 hits as a player and 2000 wins as a manager. So, what's this about him being unable to manage?