This is the first time since 1997 that I haven't had to deliver pizzas (or run the shift) on Super Bowl Sunday. So, I went to a friend's house to watch it. It was kind of fun, especially when it looked like Tampa Bay was going to crush the Raiders.
The commercials were amusing. My favorite was the one in which a football player (I can't remember his name) tackles everyone who's slacking in an office. At one point, he makes an "Office Space" reference and yells, "I TOLD YOU TO WATCH THE COVER SHEETS ON THOSE TPS REPORTS!!!" I was laughing hard enough to make my eyes water. It was priceless, and most people have agreed with me. He made some good tackles.
I spent the rest of the night doing laundry, and then I went to the gym and played on all of the machines. Mistake mistake mistake. I can hardly move my arms. I keep forgetting that just because it doesn't hurt that much at 6:30 AM, that doesn't mean I won't be able to lift my backpack at noon.
I didn't go to bed. Instead, I went to class and had a grand time listening to my linguistics teacher imitate accents from all over the U.S. and Europe. He does an *amazing* job, and we were cracking up while he was doing the Birmingham Gummy (think Bert in "Mary Poppins"). People walking by in the hallway kept looking in with that "what the hell?" look on their faces.
I was Really Tired when I got to Brit Lit, so I was nodding off and hallucinating while we were discussing "Beowulf". I excused myself to go to the bathroom at one point so I could put cold water on my face. I managed to make it through, and now that I'm home I'm wide awake.
Figures.
The commercials were amusing. My favorite was the one in which a football player (I can't remember his name) tackles everyone who's slacking in an office. At one point, he makes an "Office Space" reference and yells, "I TOLD YOU TO WATCH THE COVER SHEETS ON THOSE TPS REPORTS!!!" I was laughing hard enough to make my eyes water. It was priceless, and most people have agreed with me. He made some good tackles.
I spent the rest of the night doing laundry, and then I went to the gym and played on all of the machines. Mistake mistake mistake. I can hardly move my arms. I keep forgetting that just because it doesn't hurt that much at 6:30 AM, that doesn't mean I won't be able to lift my backpack at noon.
I didn't go to bed. Instead, I went to class and had a grand time listening to my linguistics teacher imitate accents from all over the U.S. and Europe. He does an *amazing* job, and we were cracking up while he was doing the Birmingham Gummy (think Bert in "Mary Poppins"). People walking by in the hallway kept looking in with that "what the hell?" look on their faces.
I was Really Tired when I got to Brit Lit, so I was nodding off and hallucinating while we were discussing "Beowulf". I excused myself to go to the bathroom at one point so I could put cold water on my face. I managed to make it through, and now that I'm home I'm wide awake.
Figures.