Off to my cousin's wedding (the younger one's are getting hitched, y'all - this does not bode well) and then to Oregon for FOUR days. I have never been so silly-stupid excited for a mini-vacation. World Cup drained me and then some - ask me about it sometime; after I put my brain back in my skull I'll have some great stories. But for now, VIVA ESPAÑA.
Also, double-fisting coffee and water at 10:42 AM is a sure sign I was over-served last night. Shame on you, Big Time, shame.
(There is an overabundance of hyphens in this post, for this I apologize.)
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