Birthday. Tomorrow. I am pumped. Can't help but expect to be disappointed. Call me if you miss me. 602.471.0223. I am good after 7pm. Jaron has dibs from breakfast until then. (I hope I hear from you, your voice would make my day.)
I need a small favor. Tomorrow I have a huge interview (this decides if I get into my program and when I start teaching), and if it goes well I will gradutate next December. I want this so bad and have worked so hard for this. So... tomorrow if it is not too much to ask, at 1pm cross your fingers for me, please.
On the way to do a good deed... a guy slammed into me and I rolled up (and down) an imbankment 3 times on the I 10. the guy doesn't have insurance and... fuck I though I was handling this so well.