Yadda, yadda, yadda.

I have no idea what compels me to blog so incessantly, especially lately, but here it is, almost eleven thirty on a Sunday night, and I'm at it again.

Today I got butterflies a little, for the first time in months.
I must admit, it was actually somewhat pleasant.
Much better than I remember them.
As far as I remember, they were pesky little buggars.
But when I got them earlier, they weren't as annoying as they were inconvenient.
[Especially when I get a bomb like THAT dropped on me.]

I'm still sick.
And I'm going to the doctor on the way to work in the morning.
I'm really dreading classes because we're having midterms soon, and I hate exams.
I managed a 94% on my MIS exam, but I'm beating myself up because I should've gotten 100%.

I'm currently watching Utah lose to Portland.
Memo is out, and Fesenko and Korver are in;; they're down by fifteen at the end of the 2nd.

I went to a baseball game today! And we actually won the game!
We lost our season opener yesterday to a college from New York, but won today.
Going to the game was a big deal because I went with my parents when I was a kid.
I even got nachos, like I did when it was my cousins' games I was going to in Sanford.
Oh, it brought back so many memories of the past; baseball games were commonplace.
It was refreshing to go out with my parents and do something we haven't done in fifteen years.


Anyway.
That's enough of me rambling.




Goodnight!

xx