So I should be a pretty happy camper right about now, right? Just finished classes, it's Friday, parents out of town, life is good. But for some strange reason, my excitement isn't what it probably should be. Yeah, there's always those damn finals, but I should at least still be kind of happy, right? Well not if you're in danger of failing a course, I guess.



And so, if y'all wanna come over tonite, you're more than welcome to. Tomorrow and Sunday I'll be studying. After football of course.