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This is one of my favorite quotes from a fic ever. I found it whilst looking through my email for the beginning of this paper that I'm totally stalling on (that I'm pretty sure I don't have, and thus will have to start from scratch, hence the really not wanting to actually write and accept that the 1/3 of the paper I'd already done is gone).

There are moments in a person's life that remind them why they do what they do every day. Over and over; fighting each minute to live in an existence that will ultimately lead to the point of death. These moments come few and far between, and all too often we are so caught up in the inane, everyday details, that they pass us by before we have the chance to grab them, take hold with both hands, and suck every last ounce of joy or pain they contain. Moments that add small pieces to the vast, intricate puzzle that will define how we live and perceive the rest of our lives.

But sometimes; all too rarely, but just sometimes, there is something about the way you wake up, or the way you comb your hair, or the way your spine shivers for no apparent reason at all, that can alert us to the approach of such a moment. A warning that enables us to anticipate; to record, memorize, every touch, taste, smell, feeling and emotional response.

It is these times when we think to ourselves: "This is what's it's all about, this is how it should be, this is why I have fought so hard for so long. This is what makes it all worthwhile. Ah, yes; I remember now. . . ."

Willing to Fight: Came and Conquered by Sam T. Eliot

I mean, *gah*. It's just so. . . right. And to think that this author didn't continue the WtF series, with writing like that.

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Oh. And.

Denver Broncos? I divorce you. You've trompled on my heart made everyone look at me like I was crazy for loudly instructing you through the TV how to do your jobs for the last time.

*mutters* Worst home loss since 1966.

You have failed me.

But I am weak, and will probably come crawling back. Still. Start winning so I have a reason to. What happened to the best defense in the league?

Oyah. They all died last season. Sry, guys.

But you could have at least replaced them with decent people. Tatum Bell for Dre Bly? Bly's decent, but you gave up Bell plus somebody else and a draft pick for Bly? Cutler's out here throwing balls straight to the other team--I don't think I've ever seen as clean an intercepted pass as that one. I'd not be surprised if he had money on that throw going badly or something, because it was a beautiful pass, just to the wrong person. Shanahan challenges an interception, wins (barely), and you let the ball just get re-intercepted. You didn't even try for your usual "strong in the first half, not even on the field in the second" strategy, just gave up in the first quarter. Idk what I'm going to do with you guys. Ebeneezer Ekuban? We need you back. Your name made you my favorite. Who needs an Achilles tendon anyway? Champ Bailey. Were you there?

Ahh, football.

Ahh, any excuse to keep me from writing this paper.

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Just now barely halfway done (and that's if I'm remembering the word requirement right). *headdesk*

And my arthritis is being horrible right now. It's mostly due to the fact that I've been sitting here for hours, only getting up to see if the Diet Dr. Pepper I put in the freezer this afternoon and forgot about has thawed yet, but it's making it impossible to concentrate on finishing this paper.

(Though if anybody's on and wants to read what I've got, let me know. I'm curious if this one paragraph is even coherent.)