I thought it was bad enough that I was tired from watching so much basketball this weekend, but you know it's bad when The Boy I Currently Like says he's ready to go back to work to get away from his TV.
Add in the unseasonable warmth and it has been a weird weekend. I mean, I'm going to go to sleep tonight with windows open. Again. It's March!
Of course, I'm not actually looking forward to going back to my horrible job, but what can you do?
Also, my brackets are in the shitter, as are many others', I'm sure.