It's finally over. I guess I have to go back to all of my normal obsessions. I actually didn't mind either way who won this game, but I went in rooting for the Netherlands for several reasons. I thought they played consistently better than Spain, was still a little grumpy at Spain's beating Germany (okay, they deserved that win), I put money on the Netherlands, wanted to prove Paul the Octopus right, and I figured the parties would be all sorts of crazy in Amsterdam if they won. In the end, I'm glad Spain won. I really didn't like the way the Dutch played this game and Spain played a good game. To be honest though, I thought the Germany-Uruguay game was much more entertaining. I was kind of depressed that Klose didn't get to beat Ronaldo's record and the German team really didn't have their hearts in it, but it's been so much fun watching Forlan play.

Been a good, if not short, weekend. Saw Sir Paul McCartney in concert last night. That was kind of amazing and he did a lot more Beatles songs than I thought he would. World Cup partying both yesterday and today (way too much food today). Gianni and Laura came up for the weekend. Tomorrow it's back to work and real dieting. Also seeing Miggs tomorrow night. It's been too long since I've seen them.