a confession.

it begins every august/september. and it excites me. a lot. and I love it. a lot.

it's football season and the very height of baseball season and to say I'm mildly obsessed would be a huge understatement. I love my philadelphia eagles and philadelphia phillies. they might be tied with my family given how much I love them (I kid... kind of...). I make plans around them and try not to miss a game if I can help it. it's the reason I don't finish my assignments for class (because clearly it has nothing to do with my complete lack of discipline). honestly, I think classes shouldn't even be held during the this time. especially when it's the world series and football season. but I digress.

that being confessed and out and the open, I'm watching the first televised eagles game of the season (preseason of course) instead of packing. but let's be honest football>packing. and everything else for that matter. but let me just say it's painful to watch. if it wasn't so painful I wouldn't be writing this post because when the eagles or phillies are on I usually don't give attention to much else. I really hope this isn't a sign of the season because if it is, well, I'm in for a long season. nevertheless, I'm looking forward to lazy sunday afternoons watching football. lots and lots of football. and (hopefully) seeing the phillies (the team with the best record in the mlb!) go once again to the world series. oh how I love this time of year.

let's just hope I can keep up with my schoolwork this time. third year's the charm. right??