Working backwards... I just watched Brad get the longest man-haircut I've ever been exposed to, sliding in at just over 45 minutes. The funny part about it is that all he wanted was the same haircut but shorter (which, if you don't know or recall, is taken care of fully by gravity).
Before that, we played some racquetball. Before that, we reserved a racquetball court, but in between the two I threw my racquet at the chain-linked ceiling to make a ball fall down and it got jammed between fence segments, so Brad and I went on an epic quest to retreive it. We ended up going behind the courts to a junk yard where we found a twenty-foot uncut fence pole that looked like it could reach the roof of the court. After finding a bent piece of wire to use as a hook, which we tied to the pole with some vine, we hauled the tremendously heavy pole back to the court where, in a moment of great ingenuity and male bonding, we un-stuck the racquet.
Before that, I got sick. The games didn't go so well because of that, but Brad always whoops me anyway so it's cool.
Before that I spent three hours on olympus (the UCF programming server) trying to get the java virtual machine to allocate enough memory for my project to work. I was up until just past midnight getting it to work, but fortunately got my project in just in time. Phew. Prior to that was programming practice, which was fun, but I'm still sore from the severe yelling-at we got from our bad performance last weekend and am not quite ready for the next one. Grrr. We've got another four weeks to get our system nailed down.
Before that, I fell deeper in love for five consecutive days, and took of my dear and wonderful Cherie the most beautiful photograph I have ever seen. I still can't believe any of this, but in case I am dreaming I'd rather not be pinched just yet.
Instead, I am bitten. It looks like TJ pitched a baseball at me, except that bruise wouldn't be as dark as this one is. Why do I put up with this again? I'll do something nice for the first person with the right answer ;)
At the beginning of this all, Cherie and I each celebrated our first real Valentine's day, and with one another no less. As always, I love you more today than yesterday, my dear =)
I can't remember anything that happened before that except for some movies, a lot of homework, and feeling particularly incompetent. Eh.
The problem with moving backwards is that if you don't finish the post, you can't add anything. Unless you start at the end again. It's been a hectic few days. Cherie has had it really rough with a lot of school work. I wish there was more I could do to help, but the best thing to do sometimes is just to stay out of the way. I just want my poor dear to be happy.
But I'm not losing my mind anymore. Disco.
I hope everyone has wonderful lives.
I love you so much, Cherie. Feel better soon, baby.
