I am so happy right now. I saw Guster in concert with one of my closest friends and the girl I'm deeply in love with. Life doesn't get any better than this!
I have stuff to do right now, so I'll post more later, but I needed to say that. Take care everybody!
I didn't do so well on my Programming Languages exam. I wish I could make up for it by nuking my French midterm and Physics exam that I'm about to be double-teamed by, but alas such is not the case. I'm a little worried because I didn't really sleep last night, but I also know my stuff, so we'll see what happens.
Guster is this Thursday. Thank God.
I won't be able to go to Halloween Howl because I'll be trying to win a trip to Prague. I'm glad Rollins has an October break, because Cherie will get to catch up on work and family time (or at least family time), but the long weekend is really going to suck.
I conked myself on the head with a metal pole from Ross yesterday. I've been using it as a practice staff for the last four or five years, and I decided somehow that learning to throw it would be fun. It wasn't the worst idea; I've been getting a lot better with manipulating it, but catching a staff spinning in the air is like sticking ones wrist into fan blades, except that one can catch a staff correctly, as where the fan thing is sort of lose-lose.
Out of Time with Denzel Washinton was amazingly well done. I normally don't like suspense movies, as they generally fall into a drab mold, but this one was simultaneously well-acted (what else from Denzel Washington, really?), well-written, and well-directed.
I'm sorry that you're so overworked, honey, and I'm sorry that your family and I are both so demanding. I don't know how hard it is, but I can try and I can imagine, and I envy you for the strength you've consistently shown. You're an amazing woman, Cherie.
