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This is Floyd. We had quite the standoff today. He would pop out of his hole and stare at me. As soon as I reached for my camera, he would pop back into his hole. After going around like this three or four times, I finally managed to sneak up on him and grab a photo. He would just stand there and stare. And stare. And stare. His beady little eyes made him more endearing to me though.
Also, as I type this, I am watching the USA Women’s Gymnastics Olympic Trials and I’m giddy with excitement. They are just about to announce the team and I have to say, I’m nervous. Also, I’m finally psyched for the Olympics. It takes a while for me to get back into the swing of things, but I’m totally on board. I’m ready for the sob stories and the drama and the terrible (really, it’s SO bad) commentary.
…and now I want to do gymnastics again. I wonder if I would break anything.
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Glad you caught the Olympics, i was going to call you. what is Floyd? he is a bit difficult to see.
Floyd is a little hermit crab or something.