Here's what this means for me: I am sitting at my computer trying to write an essay about the book No-No Boy (a pretty interesting look at experience of Japanese-Americans during World War II, if you're looking for something to read) when, every few minutes, even though my door and windows are closed, I hear screams going up from next door, the houses behind us, and downstairs (Greg). It's fun, but I wish I could just watch the games!
Current scores: Phillies winning 5-0, Eagles winning 14-3, Colts tied 10-10. Boo.
Also, if you read an earlier post you know that I was excited because a friend of a friend was on Survivor, but alas, she was the third person voted out. Thus ends Paloma-watch 2008.