While I was waiting for this page to load, a commercial came on the TV with a priest asking for car donations. His name was Father Joe. He was jolly. It was funny.
This morning I got a decent amount of sleep before going for an abbreviated run (massive side cramp, brought on by my not exercising in earnest since Thanksgiving) and then I worked on the sitcom HarvardGirl and I are writing together via e-mail before driving down to the beach-side and using up the last of my Borders gift card on The Longest Journey.
Also, I broke down and checked my grades. And was pleasantly surprised. Celebration time!