I'm so depressed with the Falcons winning now that I can't even bring myself to get anything done that I need to.
I'm at the point where I'm more worried about the Falcons than the Saints. When the Saints win, I'm fine, but when the Falcons win, I can't even bring myself to go to work on Monday. When the Saints lose, I can get over it, but when the Falcons lose, I fricking invite everyone I know to my apartment for a party and drink like I'm punishing my liver.
I'm just sitting here in the dark, shocked and can't even stand to think about how the Falcons are still in the playoffs for another week. This is so depressing.