
In the end though, Louisville was the less sucky team and won the game. There was much rejoicing (yay).
After a post-game feast of pizza and beer, I went home and got ready for work. Yes, it was inventory time at the store, so I spent the late night counting things. Since counting things is a universal method of sleep inducement, it was a struggle to stay awake. I'm surprised people don't just fall asleep in the aisles.
My plans for Sunday are to sleep, watch football, and eat leftover pizza. Is there any stopping my runaway ambition? I'm like a 21st century Gordon Gecko over here.
4 Comments:
Whoa. Slow down there, man. You don't have to cram all that living into one day. You Type A people are exhausting.
If I had kids I'd tell them to look up to you.
Greed is good.
If you're so bored come over and clean my house.
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