Yuck
Last night was the Sugar Bowl--University of Georgia vs. West Virginia Mountaineers. I had 4 beers at home while watching this pitiful display of UGA's weakened defense, and was buzzing just enough to hoot and holler very loudly every time the offense did some kick ass comeback. So the game was a REALLY good one, but we lost by a mere 3 points. I still love my Bulldogs, because they really did try hard, and I think that they could've won had they not been outsmarted at the very end.
This morning I woke up to a message from one of my best buddies, John Whelchel (who is a Tech fan, bless his heart), saying "I hope you're watching this." Apparently he had been watching the game too, and I was thankful that I didn't hear my phone ringing last night because he probably would've been a much larger asshole than I would've had patience for.
I feel pukey today. Maybe it was the beer, but I don't know. I feel like calling in sick to work.