Posted 23:04 by Tycho

Cead Mille Failte!

Yeah, so the Patriots won, but to be honest, I don't think they deserved it. They did get cheated on several plays [that WAS a fumble, it WAS a complete touchdown pass, etc.].

The scary thing is that we all held hands as Vinatieri's kick went up...

And now my voice is gone, my throat raw and bloody, and my hands sore from so many damn high fives. And we have the Vince Lombardi Trophy for the second time in the history of football [not that soccer shit...exciting my ass].

Well, yeah, I've regressed a bit. I can't shake this feeling of despair/hopelessness. Doesn't bother me much, but when I'm not around friends, it really hits and I can't do anything but just stare blankly into space. I'm weird like that. Oh well. Living hurts. Damnit why did shit like that happen?

I swear if any of your falls into the giggleloop right now, I will kill you next time I see you, because it isn't funny. I really feel physically sick. *Sigh* And I thought I was through it. Well, at least I'm not going days without food, and at least thoughts aren't racing through my head 24/7, and at least I am not so down on myself that I can't do anything else. But still a little down.

Tonight we also figured out several things: why Bill is obsessed with streudels. Ok, fine, that was the only thing we figured out. But damn that's disturbing. Oh, right, and we proved that the Patriots are the best team in the NFL.

Everyone, head over to Newgrounds and watch "You're a Fucking Moron".

Or pay me $50. Or bolth...yes...I like the "or bolth" option...make it $100. Well, $100 or higher, no limit on how high. Don't worry, it's going to a good cause. If you don't, I'll punch you. In the kidney. With a punch dagger. Damn I'm good. Bolth times.

Sound like an ass when you say it like that! Dude, like an ass!

Now, I did jack for homework today, I was in no mood for it. Didn't feel "up" at all, until I got to Chuck's. I spent the entire day being a little sad and relaxing, eating, and bitching out everyone else got me to relax bigtime. Only to be given a heart attack when the game was 29-29 with 1:08 to play, especially after that offensive pass interference call was made.

This is the second Super Bowl that Vinatieri has effectively decided the outcome for. Wow.

You know, I should break off all contact with the outside world and live inside my own little fantasy world. I think the world and I would be better off that way.

Oh, and Chris, I promise never to play with the phone cord when talking to you ever again. Rawr.