I am not giving in to this social convention of turning on my TV to watch this game. I am one of those people who do not understand football in the slightest.
Apparently my roommate, Jillian doesn't share this view of lunatics tuning in to watch leotards and over-anticipated commercials, and she would probably be offended that I grouped her with the 'lunatics'. However, she is sitting on the couch watching football and painting her nails. Really, all she is doing is painting her nails and contributing to the rating people will "ooo and aahh" at tomorrow.
I wont be surprised, though. Mostly because I don't care.
This is what I'm doing...