RIP Superbowl.

Happy we-lost-the-superbowl!  Sorry, too harsh?  I guess I'm just a little bit bitter because while you all were chomping away on your homemade guacamole (I presume), I was sitting on an uncomfortable office chair studying.  I didn't watch any of the game-not even the half time! And that is surprising, because I love me some Beyonce.  But from the thousands of facebook statuses afterwards I learned that we lost, soo...thats sad.  I just had too much work and not enough time!  I think I'm learning that I really need to at least try to study something on Saturdays.  Since high school Sunday has been my church-and-homework day, but college is a whole new ball game...there just aren't enough hours in the day anymore!  I know, I know, "welcome to real life"...

For whatever reason I have yet to discover, I elected to go to the gym with my guy friend who, as the cool cats say, is "yoked".  I wanted him to help me face my fear of the back left corner of the weight room (aka where all the hardcore scary people workout), and show me how to use actual weight machines so I don't get crushed.  Well, he taught me all right!  2 hours later I left the gym feeling like I got hit by a UPS truck, and 24 hours later feeling like that same truck was actually on top of me.  If you can't decipher my strange metaphor; I. WAS. SORE. Not just "wow my arm burns a little when I lift this 20 lb textbook above my head"--oh no.  It took soreness to the next level.  As in it hurt just to put one foot in front of the other as I walked.  Oy.  But I went back today feeling much better and accomplished! In no time I'll be struting around asking people if they bought tickets...to the gun show.

Other than gettin' "beefy" (another cool cat term), I have been super insanely ridiculously busy with school stuff.  I have 3 mid-terms next week (I'm already 5/10 weeks done with the quarter--say what?!), and since I'll be away this weekend for a Girl's Retreat, I'm trying to get the bulk of my studying done this week.  As in today.  As in I should be writing my Anthro. paper right now.  Oh the sacrifices I make for my family...but anyways, my wall is being filled up with color-coated minute-by-minute daily schedules; I mean come on, this is me we're talking about.  But once this next week is over I will be coming home!  And I can't wait to see all of your bright and shining faces.