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I Don't Even Know Who I'm Cheering For
I'm going to assume for the time being that my dreams are not, in fact, prescient, and thus that the final score for the Barcelona-Arsenal match today isn't going to be 19-2 Barcelona. Also, that the crowds at the stadium will not be attacked by orcs. That would be a hell of a match, though.
I may have to ban myself from the internet until tonight. I can't watch the match live, because I have a meeting with my Stegner Fellow and then a midterm in my Critical Methods class, and if anyone spoils the outcome for me, I will have to stab them in the face. Even if it's me. ESPECIALLY if it's me. *overinvested*
I may have to ban myself from the internet until tonight. I can't watch the match live, because I have a meeting with my Stegner Fellow and then a midterm in my Critical Methods class, and if anyone spoils the outcome for me, I will have to stab them in the face. Even if it's me. ESPECIALLY if it's me. *overinvested*