Last night I left work early for my soccer game and then rushed home after it, skipping book club. I needed to be home in front of my big TV to watch the Pittsburgh Steelers. An hour and a half later I left before the game was even over to catch up with my friend Lauren’s birthday part at Blue and Gold. From the look on my face you can tell that I’m thinking about how much I hate Kordell Stewart. Look at everyone else’s face and guess what they are thinking. Top, from left: Diane, Lauren, me. Bottom: Walker, Colleen.
You know what’s driving me nuts? The non-stop 9/11 coverage, especially on NPR. I’ve locked myself away from all forms of media and I refuse to discuss it. Tomorrow I plan to go to work and then maybe a movie, and then a bar. I seem to get my fill of feeling shitty about it without seeking it out.
Last night I left work early for my soccer game and then rushed home after it, skipping book club. I needed to be home in front of my big TV to watch the Pittsburgh Steelers. An hour and a half later I left before the game was even over to catch up with my friend Lauren’s birthday part at Blue and Gold. From the look on my face you can tell that I’m thinking about how much I hate Kordell Stewart. Look at everyone else’s face and guess what they are thinking. Top, from left: Diane, Lauren, me. Bottom: Walker, Colleen.
You know what’s driving me nuts? The non-stop 9/11 coverage, especially on NPR. I’ve locked myself away from all forms of media and I refuse to discuss it. Tomorrow I plan to go to work and then maybe a movie, and then a bar. I seem to get my fill of feeling shitty about it without seeking it out.
