All three of my fantasy teams were trounced this week, but I don't even care, because the Eagles won, all the other NFC East teams lost, and the Phillies won three of the first four games in the NLCS! I can't believe they are only one win away from the World Freaking Series! That is fucking major. (Oh and also I am still surviving in my football suicide pool! There is only one other dude left besides me! Exciting.)
Last night I watched the game at home and was quite productive. I like being in my home. I like being productive. It makes me feel good to lay down at a reasonable hour, knowing that I have accomplished something, even if it's only some laundry and copying DVDs and cleaning a little.
Speaking of laying down at a reasonable hour, Chris and I were asleep by nine (9pm) on Friday night. Seriously! We "laid down" after the Phillies game to read and/or watch TV and conked out almost immediately. On Saturday my tummy hurt so we left 508 before midnight and went straight to bed. Hi I'm old! I don't even mind anymore. My "Contacts" page on Flickr is filled with babies. I'm cool with it.