So, so sorry for the lack of communication in the last couple months. You have no idea what it feels like as a Browns fan to watch the Steelers win another Super Bowl. Now they have 6 Super Bowls, and we still haven't even been to the game.
I'm just now coming out of my depression.
I'm chalking all of this up to a learning experience. No longer will I deal with my grief by relieving myself on The Big One's Steelers jersey. No longer will I fake like I'm running into traffic just to give The Big One a heart attack. No longer will I use my shedding powers for evil.
I'm back. Let's do this.
PS - Over the last couple months, The Big One kept saying that if I kept it up he'd take me to a place where I can be put to sleep. Not sure what that means, but it sounds relaxing. I'd be interested in any reviews anyone has about this mysterious bed and breakfast.