you know, i never really understood where that came from exactly. or i did, for a while, then i’d forget. then i’d forget that it even happened, you know? ceasar was a long ass time ago, of course. and i hear people bringing it up with regard to college basketball more and more often, which just muddles things.
random. and mainly today is my kimmers’ birthday, so: happy birthday, girl! i love you! because i do.
i was so excited over the whole pi day extravaganza that i think i shot my was way before it even started, and any pi festivities i had imagined in my head were far more glamorous or exciting or fun than what actually occurred.
and yes, a goodish number of my friends came over and there was sangriapunch and pie and deliciousness and people had a good time (i think) and such. but…i’m feeling a bit more ho-hum today than i would like. and my apartment is various states of trashed.
which sucks.
there is always the part where you invite people into your home and they have absolutely no regard for your things, at all. and that’s always kind of totally lame.
