i don't know which way i'm going, i don't know what i've become

i just killed and flushed a big spider. sometimes when i do that, despite the fact that this one was very, very dead before it reached the bowl, i get all paranoid that it's going to be resurrected, swim back up the pipes, and climb out of the toilet to attack me the next time i go to the bathroom. i blame that damn "itsy bitsy spider."

renea and i just watched some episodes of "freaks and geeks." that's what i got for living 27 years. jessica meyer tried to get me to watch that show for months before i finally gave in. man do i wish i had listened sooner... jess, i will never doubt you again. i tried to explain the other day that my hesitancy came from a belief that this show was of the same caliber as "saved by the bell." which, while i watched when it was on, i never really got into very much. because it wasn't good. but freaks and geeks wins. watch it right after you get home from seeing "the last mimzy."
jess, do you remember that time we watched high school musical and made t-shirts? patrick, do you ever wear the t-shirt we made you?
at the time these memories (and t-shirts) were being made i knew they'd be good ones.

i'm going to play on an intramural softball team. i don't think i have ever hit a softball in my life. my solace comes from: 1. knowing that most of the other people playing don't care at all and will potentially be high at all of the games; 2. the only other girl i know who will be playing is still recovering from a broken kneecap and can't really run. it's going to be an awesome season.

why does nursing school have so much paperwork every quarter? reduce, reuse, recycle. come on, uw. seriously...