Everybody Hurts

The Patriots lost. So damn sad. Finished 18-1, and we really didn't have anyone else to blame but ourselves.

Wes Welker played an incredible game, and a lot of the players played well. I'm going to personally blame our offensive line (gave up 5 sacks, 9 hits on Brady, and Matt Light had two crazy bad false starts) the most. The Giants were always in Brady's face, and it was amazingly frustrating. The Giants pass rush was incredible, and (I can't believe I'm saying this) Eli Manning played very well. Congrats to the Giants. Bastards.

As for me, I'm doing OK. I'm not an utter wreck as per usual, as Lacey, Amy, and myself are sitting and watching the OC, partially enjoying it and partially making fun of it. Fun as per usual. The pizza making and snickity snacks were incredible, and it was all in all a good time. Thanks for all the well wishing from people about our loss (yes...our loss), and to those who called or texted to give me crap - I hate you. Not really, but I'm pissed at you.

Very sad day no less.