We went to a football game for my mom's birthday, and it was my boyfriend's first game. It was honestly extremely well worth it, because they went into double OT and we ended up winning with a touchdown and two point conversion, and the other team tried to go for the first down with 5 yards out and they got completely shut out.

I legitimately burned 500 calories (and my vocal cords (and my skin)) screaming my head off the entire time. I forgot how much fun and energy I have when I'm at the game. It makes me want to go to more. My grandma tried to call me but I legit cannot speak. Work's going to be fun.

Got applied to the other position, if I get it awesome. If not, awesome.

About 85% done with big project #1, which is due tomorrow night at midnight. I want to basically polish, tomorrow, because it's going to be a long day. 

Dad, I just want you to know that you would have loved that game, and told me to calm the hell down like 40 times. After we missed the fieldgoal in OT 1 I started seeing spots in my eyes. Mom wore her new ring, which is like the one we got her but with your birthstone instead of hers. She also wore your wedding ring. I think they all liked the cake. Miss you a lot.

I'm noticing that we're getting closer to having my favorite constellations back in the sky. In truth, I did miss them, but I'm still not ready for time to pass this quickly, yet. So it goes. Get your ass in here, Taurus and Orion.