Rafa Rolls On.

Damn this chinese new year thing. I had to go to my grandmother's to eat good food and receive money in red envelopes all day long instead of watching the Latin Hotness match. 

*shakes fist*

I even went so far as begging my grandfather to look for a tennis broadcast but he clenched the remote so tight I was afraid I'd be disowned if I tried to go for it. Oh well. Family before Rafa, eh?

*shakes fist*

Rafa won easily over Gonzo 63, 62, 64. Not to say I expected much trouble for him coming up in this match, but from what I've read all over blogland and my news reader it was really quite a cakewalk for Rafa.



Murray The Ginge Hotness is out by Nando (ugh). Verdasco is probably the only Spanish tennis player that doesn't do a thing for me. Not. A. Thing. He used to, until he dated that Ana girl. I am icked out by girls with a "pure" image. Everytime I see her or read about her being all cutesy and shit, I feel like taking the biggest teddy bear doll from like, Harrod's and bash her head in.

But that's probably transference or whatever you psych people call it, from her snagging Nando and making me lose my hard-on over him.

*shakes fist*