tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8067755.post3513190488496717039..comments2023-10-28T04:19:05.777-04:00Comments on No one cares what I think: Empty InsideAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14149681322702330575noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8067755.post-49805420495930794322007-10-09T17:10:00.000-04:002007-10-09T17:10:00.000-04:00Well said.Well said.DG Dunfordhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03627942841991607824noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8067755.post-67722856342215459892007-10-09T12:26:00.000-04:002007-10-09T12:26:00.000-04:00I watched this game from a bar in Washington, DC.....I watched this game from a bar in Washington, DC...an "anyone but the Cowboys" town. I felt the crowd start to follow the handful of Bills fans in hope and excitement...and I felt it all come crashing down in disappointment at the end of the game. I yelled, I swore, I stormed around the bar and then I stormed home. I got a hug from a random Bills fan on my way and I saw a few other zombie-like fans making their ways home in a daze. Despair, disappointment, despondency...who knew there were so many good D words to describe feeling crappy?SUEhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02420174143913284307noreply@blogger.com