My father is a very peculiar man. He does things like wake me up at noon on a weekend to ask me if I want to go to a wedding reception that night. Or mention for the first time that he's had major surgery somewhere... several months after it happened.
So, today I learned that I'm friends with someone in the NFL. I wasn't even aware that he still played football. But (obviously) he does. Darian Barnes, who is now apparently with the Tampa Bay.... team guys. He graduated with my sister. The last time I saw him was about a year ago. And now he's going to play in the Super Bowl. Go Darian. It's almost enough to make me take an interest in sports. So, my father asked me if I wanted to go to San Diego for the Super Bowl.
You know, I just don't get humans.
Also.... I'm going back to school tomorrow. I am so not ready. I have to like, buy all sorts of books for my millions of classes. ...Probably. And maybe have a new roomate. Which would suck. Because I type loudly. [rolleyes]
I am in a mood. I don't really know what kind. I need to stop being awake and out of the house. It's making me extremely unstable. Of course, now I'm going to be in class all day all the time for... the next few... for a while.
GRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGRRRRRRRHHHHH!
[sadmonkey]
Please send me good news. [/random plea]
Monday
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