I absolutely hate that it's waaay past my bedtime and I'm still awake. I hate that I have to be up in less than 4 hours... on a Saturday morning. I hate that I can't fall asleep because there's too much running through my mind. I hate that I never have the answers to life's questions. I hate my phone. Oh yeah, and I hate that Carlos Beltran isn't going to be playing in Sunday's game. Nobody knows how long I've waited to see him play in person. :(