
These mainly
consist of looking obsessively at the TV guide to see when the next
Euro 2008 match is, and figuring (for the sixth time in two hours) that it isn't until tomorrow night, then Thursday, then Sunday... then a big, fat
nuffink for, I dunno, two weeks or more. More, given that I'll be in the USA at the end of July. How on earth will I cope? I'll just have to get a life, I guess. Actually, I have one of those. I just don't like to admit it when I'm in the company of fellow footie addicts. (On the bright side, I'm finding that every time I blink,
Jim Chapman signs a
new player for
Dumbarton... Mainly from
Partick, it seems. Thanks, Kenny. I hope.)
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