The point more is that you cannot get a TV weather job in L.A. without looking like a silicone-injected stripper. That's why I discouraged Andy from applying down here.
Remember I told you my girlfriend has leukemia and that I wanted to break up with her? Well, shit, I didn't... And she's growing on me. I cried with her last night about it and ugh... I don't know, it just pisses me off.
Was cleaning my drawer for weed and found out my entire collection of pre-2002 World cup newspaper clippings A good collection of articles about the world cup history, legends of the game etc. Found some of my old posters also. I'll dig out my old Trezeguet poster tomorrow. And found sufficient weed too