I cannot stop watching the Olympics! I HATE the Olympics! …or rather, I used to hate the Olympics… Now, however…
Did you seeee- how Boukpeti won the bronze in whitewater?! Was that not phenomenal!? Ohh, for the first time in my life I wish I was a sports person! It's making me wish there was an audience for writers—you know, yelling, cheering, chanting—the spontaneity of the crowd fuelling your performance! I just have to keep teling myself to wait for November. And NaNoWriMo. That's about as close as a writer can get.
Don't get me wrong; It's not like the Olympics is without its flaws, and I can see that. Some of those smarmy commercials was going on about how once every four years everyone all over the world will come together . . . except Iraq, right? Because fuck those guys, they can't play with us anymore L. Also, the commercials themselves are pretty smarmy. And all the product placement is a little tiresome, even though it helps to pay for all the expenses. Further to that point, I've heard that the last Olympic village in Athens is becoming a new set of ancient ruins instead of helping to boost its nations economy like it's supposed to.
But despite all its bad points, I'm not ashamed to admit I've been sucked in to the Olympic Games. Except to anyone whom I've told that I hate it.
So that is, I guess, everyone.
GO TEAM USA!
