I had a nightmare last night that I missed the Seahawks vs Packers game (the first scary thing) because I was shopping with my sister and brother-in-law. When I realized the time and that I had missed the game, my brother-in-law told me that the Seahawks lost 14-17. In the last 5 min of the game, Hasselbeck had thrown an interception and Green Bay ran it in for a touchdown.
I realize that dreaming about football makes me a true fan... which is strange to say the least. Especially since I woke up from this nightmare sweating and checking my calendar praying it wasn't so. And it wasn't.
And it won't be.
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It was so. :(
Yeah. My condolences.
I'm cheering for San Diego out of residual loyalty.
I'm also cheering for Brett Favre because I find him adorable, attractive, and generally pretty awesome.
But at this point I am cheering for anyone but the Pats.
Amen, sista! Amen!
football blah! the only good kind of football is powderpuff when you get to play it yourself. :)
i wanna hear about your new puppy.
i had a nightmare that emily only posted like once a month
oh no it's true.
eddie knows she isn't funny... just bored at work.
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