As you may have heard watching the evening news last night or reading the newspaper this morning, I finally got my shoes. Cheers to this momentous occasion.
Today we lost the national championship game. To make us feel better, my residents and I went to play basketball at sunset rec. I then proceeded to roll my ankle. What a day.
So my parents decided to drop by today. They called me at 7:15am, which is typical for them. The problem is I went to sleep at 4:30am. Needless to say, I'm tired. But they took me grocery shopping and to get breakfast at Roscoe's Chicken and Waffles. And I got to meet Roscoe. I'm conflicted on whether it was a good or bad morning.