Things I know: Spain won.
Things I don't know: How I got from the bar to my bed.
Things I know: Iker Casillas is the greatest thing ever made by the hands of god.
Things I don't know: Why I would buy champagne for 20 total strangers.
Things I know: Rafa is the most adorable fanboy ever.
Things I don't know: How I'm going to fill the cavernous hole in chest now that the RG/Wimby/World Cup swing is over. I'll probably just sit in a chair, stare out a window, and listen to Lykke Li as the seasons roll by. But it's ok. The pain will remind me that it was real. That it really happened.