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I'm with the NYT. News is news so no spoiler warnings here. I'm mad pissed that Weir got cheated out of his medal when he was the only one of the group, excluding Plushie and Evan to NOT FALL ON HIS ASS. I don't care how subjective the scoring it. If you fall on your ass, you don't medal. WTF. That said, oh my god I'm so happy for Evan. He truly earned it. I'm a bit disappointed in Plushenko since I did like the Lestat-wannabe, but he was so damn sure that all he had to do was nail his quad and Evan would lose because he chose not to do one. Plushie lost because he got arrogant, pure and simple. I also want to capture both the young Japanese skater (not Daisuke) and Oda and put them in my pocket so cute.

But yeah, YOU WERE ROBBED JOHNNY. You skated your heart out and everyone knows it.

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I think I'm slumping again. Overall, it just has not been a good week. I am dissatisfied with my approach to many things and learning that said dissatisfaction is not an invalid concern. I am without reading material again and just feeling frustrated amid all my talks again; this reflects little on who I'm talking to and more on my "out to screw me" mentality. I'm hoping my trip back home this weekend will sort this out. Or maybe a nice talk with Gabi. I do hate when I'm in moods.

This post is mostly just a warning/explanation for people that I may seem short with.