It will be the first time since 2002 that I won't have to see Federer's smug mug and annoying brow bones in a Wimbledon final. Now, if I can get a Rafa Nadal/ Novak Djokovic final on Sunday, one of my tennis fantasies (minus some of the locker room action with me) will be fulfilled.
I'm crossing all of my digits for my boyfriend Novak to beat Berdych in the semi-finals which feels wrong since I'm so excited today for Berdych. But you know, it's Novak.
I am a very witty and likeable pop-culture gadfly who has a surprising amount of hatred for most people. My quick temper never lasts long though and it's impossible for me to hold a grudge.
I love television more than most people love their kids and watch a horrifying amount of reality shows. But I'm not so much of a couch-potato that I don't get out and enjoy the beautiful sweet air of the Emerald City.
My large circle of close friends are my family and I'm fiercely loyal to them. I will cut you if you try to beat me at one of the many boardgames I play frequently.
And I defy anyone to make a better Mojito than me!