Fighting the Cold

Having awoken with that "I'm fighting a flu and/or cold" feeling, I need some sleep. This seems to be the pattern after every weekend. I blame no one.

Marquette makes it way back into the Final 4 after 1977. Somewhere out there, Al is thinking, "Holy Mackerel." I met the guy a few times when I worked the snack shed at the Country Club. He was a nice guy...go MU.

The haircut I got is too short. I went for the slight shag for a bit, but it looked too normal...I had to bring back the spike. Still, its way too short, the actual 'spike' won't show up for a few weeks.

The girl is doing well...in describing her to one brother, my brother is reported to have said: "She's totally Ed"...I've been adjectivilified.

. . [~] . 0 (Grumble) Grumbles .