Seriously. Somebody please explain the physics behind this.
If it's on... I'll watch from the corner of my eye while in the midst of doing something else.
But tonight. Jeez. The Husband wasn't even home. He was with the boys watching on a big screen in some bar.
What do I do?
Get home from work. Crack a beer. Root through mail. Turn on the telly.
Officially glued to the game.
Outside for a smoke. 3rd period. 2:1. Peering through the screen door as to not miss a second.
Jesus Christ.
Global warming. The war in Iraq. Property tax hikes.
But all I care about is the semi-finals.
Urs.
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