Theoretically, if I was an Ole Miss fan, I would spend most of my time hanging out at the Grove and taking in the sights rather than going into the game.
Gosh, you know I just feel really bad when I see Lane is hurting, it just tears me up inside. I feel like there must be something, anything I could do, no matter how small, to make his life just a little more pleasant. And somehow I feel like it must be my fault, maybe for not forgiving him immediately when he done us dirty and ran off into the night of burning mattresses, if I had only forgiven and forgotten, and you know, just been there with him in spirit, acknowledging him as a human being with feelings and....
lol couldn't do it any more.
Remember that TV show Dharma and Greg? I feel like maybe I just channeled the ghost of Dharma.