The World Cup

So some people are, like, annoyed with me for not blogging.

Which is flattering.

So here we go again.

You know how I hate sports?

Well, I do.

I think they're silly.

And boring.

But then I met the World Cup.

I mean, I resisted for a good chunk of time.

But last week I was bored and missing all the obsessed people I hang out with in my dear Provo, and BAM! It hit me. Portugal vs. Spain.

Those men are hot.

I think that's actually what it is.

Not soccer.

Just the hot men running around.

Super enjoyable.

Try it sometime.

See, Jen? I do understand March Madness

(Thanks, Jodi)

So their costumes are a little weird...

I haven't really talked about the Olympics, mostly because I hadn't watched any yet this year. But last night the men's figure skating was on. So instead of writing a paper, I fell in love with Evan Lysacek.

I've come to realize that I don't actually love the Winter Olympics. I prefer summer with the swimming, diving, volleyball, and running. But Men's figure skating is something I can watch all day. It is incredible to me!

Johnny Weir is my favorite, I think he is so graceful and lovely, but Evan here is flawless. I have never been more mesmerized by anything than when he was skating. Perfection. I've been on youtube for hours just watching him go around. I love love love that he won gold.