No, this is not a basketball post. Well, yeah, kind of. Finalized my bracket last night, lost one match-up so far (Bucknell) and on the verge of losing a Final Four pick in the first round (South Dakota State). Don't ask why I chose the mighty Jackrabbits, but I did. They're my dark horse for the year. Everyone else is relatively safe, though I have almost every top seed dropping in the sweet sixteen or elite eight, except Gonzaga, who I picked to lose to Miami in the championship game. Don't ask why I picked the U. They got super hot in the ACC tournament, and I feel like they have a legit chance. What can I say, I'm a crazy person. Not like there's any real money on the line here or anything, so I've got nothing to lose and I'd rather pick the underdogs than the storied, established programs. That's half the fun of the NCAA Tournament, after all.
It's currently like 30 degrees outside. On the second day of spring. And I'm sitting here in my basement freezing my ass off like a pro. It's pretty fucking cold down here at times. Warmer than outside, but not warm enough during the winter where I can just rock out in my boxers all day e'ery day. So, the winter of my discontent continues like a boss. I really want to go outside and do stuff, but it's too cold for that shit. Hopefully the weather breaks after this week so I can get outside.
On an unfamiliar note, I went on a double date on Saturday. A friend of mine from my last job set it up with this woman he knows. Went with him and his wife and this woman. Had pizza, played board games, then went out to watch some MMA fights. I had a good time, and she was really nice, but she doesn't drink. That probably shouldn't be too much cause for alarm, but I like to drink, so it's potentially problematic. But, if I'm so attached to drinking that I choose that over a potential relationship, clearly I have a problem. That said, I'm waiting to hear back from her about a second date, just the two of us. We'll see how it goes.