You know that whole " Maybe this year, if it looks like Canada's going to take the gold in hockey, I'll pop over to a sports bar and watch it with a whole crap load of people. Lord knows I felt stupid jumping up and down and screaming alone in my apartment in 2002 " bit from last week? I'm home. Alone. Plotted out my day so that I'd be in front of the tv at 3:00 p.m. EST, housework done, grocery shopping put away. Never ONCE did the thought "Hey, I should check out that bar thing I was talking about before" come to mind. Sigh. Hope my downstairs neighbours don't mind a lunatic in the building.
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