Live Journal: Super Bowl Addition
So tonight is the Stupid Bowl. I don't really care about either of the teams, but I want the Patriots to win. I'm not so happy because I don't have anyone fun to watch it with. Kristen is watching it with her boyfriend (curse you! I need to get a girlfriend!)). Who knows where Justinn is. I called her like thrice and she didn't answer and I hate leaving messages. really, I hate talking on the phone in general, but I have to get over that. Stephen is at church. I wish Brook Hills had something on Sunday nights if merely for me to have something to do. Brain, well, he wouldn't be very fun for watching the Stupid Bowl with. I haven't called Josh yet, but he lives way out in the boonies and I don't know if I want to drive all the way out there. Sorry man. As of now I'm going to watch it with Adriane and Dad, which is only good because Dad made cookies (I'm making the Homer Simpson noise!!!) THAT REMINDS ME! I have to wait for the Stupid Bowl to end to get to watch the Simpsons! CURSE YOU FOOTBALL ENJOYING AMERICA!!!! So my night is pretty much going to blow. One good thing is that Cambridge Coffee has replaced the normal quiet, peaceful music with blasting the Stupid Bowl. Oh wait, that's crap too. I can't concentrate on a book in there! Bean Hole is only going to be open for another two and a half hours. If I go, I would want to stay longer. WHO CLOSES AT 8 PM?!? I have decided that Starbucks isn't user friendly. There's no comfy chairs in there and it's always packed. I could go see if they're playing anything good in the train at Books-A-Million. They weren't last night, so I'm not hopeful. Birmingham sucks. What am I going to do all night? Call me if you have something to do, or if you have a heart. I'm dying. It's starting. I'm going to go pass out now. Pray for me.