The day after the Super Bowl is always a mess.
I didn't get home from my Super Bowl party until midnight. Then I spend the next couple of hours IMing. By 3 a.m., I was finally asleep. I woke up at 11 a.m. -- yes, 11 a.m. I wanted to do some writing in my novel but never did.
I did go to a job fair for a couple of hours, so that was productive.
It was about the only productive thing that happened, though, as I was still food-comatose from mac-and-cheese, steak, chips, popcorn, chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream, candy and Coca-Cola from Sunday's game. I had some leftovers and finished them off today.
And this is for a Super Bowl in which I hate both participating teams. Imagine what I'm like when the Patriots are involved.
It's a good thing the Super Bowl is only once a year.
I think some of my students might have been GB fans...though they did leave the cheesehead hats at home.
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