The stats class is over, I am hoping beyond hope that I get a "B".......if I have to take that class over again, I may just scream bloody murder. (Graduate work requires a "B" for the class to count, I am certain that I have said that before, but just in case....now you know)
I am hot and sweaty and, well.....rather pissy........it doesn't help that "the boy" is pissy too. We have discovered that both of us being pissy at the same time, isn't such a fun thing. Although he did bring me flowers today and made me dinner (that is like the 3rd time this week that he has made me dinner, I could get used to that!)
He is watching the Tigers, although he did take a break from the game to run over to the mall with me for a bit.
Alright.....I am not in the mood to update this.....so.....I guess I better end this before it spirals down to a rant :o)