1:28pm:  Internet now working.  Realize we only got their 28th and next year's pick is a late rounder.  I wish internet was not working.  Fuck Time Warner, I need another beer.

1:35pm:  Begin to talk myself into it.  Peters was never going to play for us again, at least we got something decent.  Maybe we can move up!

1:50pm:  Read Message Boards.  Most Philly fans love it.  Most Bills fans hate it.  All other message boards think we got hosed.  Fuck, I need another beer.

1:53pm:  I call The Yachtsman to tell him the news.  He is driving through Pennsylvania, and I think twice before telling him in order to not cause extensive road rage and perhaps the death of an innocent Pirates fan.  I tell him anyways, and the following conversation ensues:

Me:   Dude, we just traded Peters to the Eagles.

Him:  Fuuuuuuck.

Me:    No, no. It's not THAT bad. We got a lot... I guess.

Him:  Really?

Me:    Yeah, we got a first and a fourth. Plus a pick next year.

Him:  That's not too bad, I guess. Could be worse.

Me:    Yeah, but the first rounder is their second one at 28th overall. And the pick next year may not be higher than a sixth.

Him:  Ok, that's worse.

(What followed was 30 minutes of trying to  convince ourselves everything would be  alright.  I believe the word cock-monger  was used in reference to Russ Brandon)

2:23pm:  Cell phone dies and I start wondering who the Hell will play tackle?  Kirk Chambers?  Move Langston Walker?  Draft a new one?

2:38pm:  Message boards start talking about how "high" the Bills are on Demetrius Bell.  I need another beer.

2:49pm:  I wonder where a random message board poster finds out how "high" the organization is on a player, moments after the trade was announced?  

2:50pm:  I bet Ralph is very high on soup right now.  Dick is very high on the Castle of Greyskull.   Marshawn is  simply very high.

3:00pm:  Maybe Bell could be alright.  Maybe he is the next Peters!

3:03pm:  Realize that even if he is the next Peters, that means he probably leaves in a trade or free agency.  I turn on Bell faster than Karl Malone did.

3:27pm:  I start getting condolences on facebook from non-Bills fans.  My day can't get much sadder than that.  I need a bottle of Jameson.

3:33pm:  If Bell starts, Jonathan Scott becomes are only back-up tackle on the roster.  My day just got sadder.  Is there a savior to this dreary Friday?

3:52pm:  Wait!  What's this?  Report says Bills are shopping Chris Kelsay?!?!  Mr. 1 and a half sack with the slow-motor and blinding whiteness?!?  YES!!!!  Rejoice, not everything is a downer today!  Get me a beer!