Folks,

So Brendo Frendo and I are both at our wits ends with these Red Sox. Every time we think that they're out of it they come back and pull us along through another stay of execution. I may be a huge fool, but right now I legitimately think they will win this series. Undoubtedly, my heart will be shattered, but it has been an insane ride this year. Yay Sox.

Anyway, back to me and BF. We both have been significantly off our regular sleep schedules this entire week and are cranky as all hell. Yesterday we entered the living room at 5 and just started in on each other until we literally thought we would have to watch the game in different rooms. He was pissy and yelling at the TV. I was loopy from lack of sleep and was doing a lot of non-sensical shouting. Finally, when we were actually starting to become legitimately furious, we took a step back, ordered a pizza and agreed to an annoyance truce.

Six hours later we went to bed happy men. Damn.