olympic obsessions

It is no joke when I say I love the Olympics. I mean, I love the Olympics. And it doesn't hurt that they're in London which is making me increasingly more antsy/excited about making it my new home. But for the time being, this couch is my new home, with Olympics morning, noon, and night.

And here I am putting good use to my temporary home by watching online and on TV. Yeah. It might be a problem. But I had to watch Iceland's first handball game against Argentina (P.S. they killed it!).