...you were the one, who said...

candace and i managed to wear out a CD in basically a single week. it was a mix. we had to make a new one, cause we are from sick of it. if this one wears out, i fear we are just retarded people. which i have never ruled out regardless.

so amy reifert, my dear dear step aerobics teacher, the one who married well, she came into class wednesday quite tired because they had had a party teh night before, because OF COURSE her husband brought home the trophy. of course. she also called me out in class today and that was damn hysterical.

of course.

she's a first year, right? Yeah yeah, class of '09.

of course. why wouldn't he?

...i'm no better than when i left here the first time...

matt nathanson and mo andrews have also allowed candace and i to begin making a habit of singing in the shower for the first time in our lives. which clearly is awesome. sometimes my brother just sings in teh living room. not quite the shower syndrome, not quite as muffled. he is right now. it is interesting.

of course.

i kicked my IR midterm's ass on thursday. Definitely not my latin quiz today though... meh, i could use a bad grade or two to drop. otherwise its wasteful.

...and maybe i'm tired and maybe she glows...