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So good morning. Its really early. And im a tired lil guy.

Pumped to find out last night that the final two episodes of The Ultimate Fighter was on, and they stuffed the lst 3 semifinals into 2 episodes. Now the final four fight in two weeks to see what two guys gets the contracts. My boy in the show is in the finals (British Fighter Michael Bisping) so thats pretty sweet. Thats good to use as a distraction since...

The Red Sox suck so bad. Damn team cant pitch (Schilling and Papelbon aside) now we cant hit, and somehow the Yankees (who are at half strength cause of injuries) are in first. And they keep winning. And the Blue Jays keep winning.

my cat already has fleas. And Already gave it a flea bath, but the mighty fleas just wont die. So im going to have to wash the cat this time, considering my GF took the brunt of the damage last time. She got all hacked up by it.

I need to sit and actually watch an episode of VH1's The Drug Years. I keep catching bits and pieces, and it looks entertaining as all hell.

And I feel like getting drunk tonight! Silver Bullets and Jager. my old roommate/ Best friend has his brother up for the week, so prob find a way to make this weekend cool.

So...heres a quick recap

1. Bisping rules!
2. The Red Sox eat big time ass right about now.
3.My cats a fleabag
4. Visions of Jager and sugar plums dancing through my head

have a good weekend, fools.
--Nick