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In the winter and spring of 1989, I decided I was going to care about college basketball. Obviously I was going to root for Duke, possibly even for actual reasons beyond hating Carolina (hating Carolina is kind of a thing in this part of the state, though it seems to be less so now than then).
Ten-year-old me would be disgusted by now-me for oh, so many reasons, but being a Carolina alumna and basketball fan would be high on the list. (The fact that I didn't stick with only liking basketball may or may not also be on the list.)
My sleep tonight will be spent flooding the universe with wishes for one more win this season.
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Ten-year-old me would be disgusted by now-me for oh, so many reasons, but being a Carolina alumna and basketball fan would be high on the list. (The fact that I didn't stick with only liking basketball may or may not also be on the list.)
My sleep tonight will be spent flooding the universe with wishes for one more win this season.
This entry also exists at http://ainsley.dreamwidth.org/829923.html. Comment whenever and wherever you prefer.