Pub last night to watch Arsenal squash Celta Vigo into the ground like an itty bitty bug, or so it felt: I'm in the horrible position of adoring Thierry Henry (he plays the prettiest football I've ever seen) and hating Arsenal (...I need an excuse?).
Henry: *scores!*
Me: yayyyy! that was so coo- oh, damn. No!

Of course, if Celta Vigo could have stopped falling over their feet and kicking people in the head it might have helped. >_<

How much do I want to see Starsky and Hutch? Oh, so much, so much.