Was only able to watch 2/3ds of Bears game. Walked Mom to mass, lied to her by saying that I'd catch up w/ God @ the Loyola student mass (which I love, and I woulda gone, but we ran out of time), and jetted to collect Gf by 5.30. My fault that we didn't have time to eat.
Play was ok. Not great. Not even good. Minor. Nothing.
It was long ride up there, filled with questions and no answers, resolve and no resolve, and strenght and weaknesses. And no answers.
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