Well here we go again. Tomorrow the Buffalo Bills football season begins again, and I begin crying on a weekly basis because repeating "this is our year" every year since 1999 can conjure optimism only so many times.

So here's to the weekly abuse I'm about to put myself through, it's gonna be such a fun fall and winter. I get to drown in textbooks during the week, and losses on the weekend.

At least I have trashy reality television shows to keep the mood up. I have to thank Erin for introducing me to those. Before her, I used to limit my reality tv to Ink Master. . . and total divas, but in my defense, that's just because I used to be a huge WWE fan.

I know this is a bit of a rambling, it's just late and I've been looking over my calculus notes for the past hour, constantly looking at the clock, thinking how in 12 hours I will be on my way to the first tailgate of the season to watch two of the worst teams in the league play each other. This may be the least optimistic I've ever been at the start of a Bills season, and I'm not going to read into that.

Anyway, I hope anyone reading this has a great weekend and Sunday evening. In other news, to fill my Game of Thrones void I have been rewatching the series and have reached episode ten of season three. It's funny, I know everything is coming now and still feel so many of the same emotions.