Well, I'm not exactly on vacation. We're here in Key West for the mock trial tournament. I'm pretty excited about it, and we're working hard. Really, the only negative so far is that my luggage and I are not in the same city. Now, I'm not that fond of my luggage, but I am fairly fond of the things inside of it. Like my clothes.
The airport personnel seemed rather nonplused by the lost luggage. In fact, they seem to lose a lot of luggage and if there is something I've learned here in my very short stay is this: there's no such thing as a big deal in Key West.
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dude!! that sucks.
Good luck, ya shmuck.
You better win, so I'll have incentive to kick some ass in my tournament.
I can't let you beat me in this too.
I really kind of hate you for this picture. No lie. I will be actively hating you as I sit in Rm 234 tomorrow and think of this picture.
Good luck, buddy!
I didn't know that clothes were mandatory in Key West.
Advice: Go out, buy some of the local attire (read: speedo) and argue as a native.
Thus endeth my counsel.
Good luck, buddy...have fun and kick ass!
Yeah, I kinda hate you too.
Ask someone about my day. Go on. Ask.
Actually, let's go for my week.
Oh well. At least I still have the Diet Coke and sleeping pills.
Updates man.
We need to know what is going down.
Don't make me call you in the middle of a round.
Give me 200 words on LSU-Ole Miss, quick. Just kidding. Is it actual hatred-in-fact, or just an old timey rivalry that died when the first Manning left? I'll be visiting Oxford (and the Grove) that weekend, so I was hoping to get your take on the festivities.
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