And baseball, of course.
A friend of mine was trying to convince me to go to the Nationals game last night--actually afternoon, thus the reason I couldn't go, you know, the working world! The plan was to drink a lot of (overpriced) beer, and yell obscenities at Barry Bonds! Might have been fun.
Of course, when my roommate was driving me to the metro this morning, after I walked out of the door and watched a bus go by and knew I would have to stand for about 20 minutes while being beeped at by Mexicans, he told me that Bonds didn't play last night. Ha. Sounds like a nice wasted trip to a baseball game.
Oh baseball, apparantly Palmeiro's testimony leaked and he pointed the finger at Tejada? You know I wish the Orioles were on steroids so that they wouldn't let the &%&%$(%!%^#!%$$ Yankees win. Oh well, better they're not and my Red Sox will win the next 3. :D
Oh baseball, I love you, I am getting so excited for October already! (And hopefully I will have a place to live then too... Did you know that S. Arlington is dangerous...?)