I'm obsessed.

It's kind of horrifying and wonderful, all at the same time. I don't want to watch tv - we have 5 episodes of Battlestar languishing on our DVR - nor do I want to go to bed at a reasonable hour. I'm head-over-heels in love with Tiger Woods PGA Tour 07. No, I'm not a 15 year old boy. Yet, here I am.

And since we got a new controller yesterday (apparently, our other one was played out over the last week or so), suddenly I'm winning it all. So sweet!

Of course, I should be working on Vivian's baby book...but Tiger beckons...