i was glad when the day was over, though.
i came home, put on pjs, and made a batch of the world's best broccoli and cheese soup. Jeni's home, not feeling well; i'm sorry she's not feeling good, but it was nice to have someone in the house when i got home.
and for our next trick, i'm going to work some on that f'ing final that i keep putting off. can i tell you what knowing that my grades don't transfer does for my motivation?