And I didn't get raped down some dark alley.
Tuesday night, found a hidden camera in our bathroom. After much research, consultation, and deliberation, the other roomies and I decided to turn in the culprit. Ask me if you really need more details.
Didn't get too much sleep Thursday night, but that's just as well since I got to drive to Michigan for Lance and Tiff's wedding. Stayed in a little cabin on a lake for a couple nights, went to a really great wedding, hung out with some really great guys. Life is good.
Worked my way back Sunday morning after making a stop at one of Bob Bell's sermons. (I'd give you a link, but I can't find one now. The way J.Nev talkes about him, you can assume he's great. I'd put him at "pretty darn good.") Stopped by Lafayette to visit the parents, have a lovely time with them.
Got in the car to go to work yesterday, and it didn't want to start. At least I made it back from Michigan.
Today, changed my address with the voter registration folks and went to the doctor for a few minor issues. I asked him how early is too early to start checking cholesterol levels. He said "20" and then said I'm fair game. (I have a family history of high cholesterol on one side and low on the other, so I'm quite curious how this'll turn out.) We'll know the results in a day or two.
My veins kick all the little ventricular asses of your veins. I'm super-easy to start an IV or a blood draw from, and I don't bruise up or bleed a lot afterwards. Suck it.
That's most of it. Have fun. (By the way...I've not been drinking, but I've been typing like a drunk. If there are typos, that's why.)
P.S. I got a shirt with a squirrel holding a baseball bat, facing away from a pile of peanuts. Above the furry little critter are the words "protect your nuts." Oh yes. I went there.
