3.2.08

I haven't felt this miserable...

...since my first dog died when I was eight years old. Seriously. And to make matters worse, I wasn't even able to watch the game (out for dinner on a campus visit).

1 comment:

Mark said...

Oh, man. Now you're always going to have to wonder, if I had just been watching, could they have come through. If only I had been concentrating on the game, instead of some silly job meeting. Why must I always think of myself first? The team needed me...