Honestly, between Matt Santos and Barack Obama… I don’t know who I’d vote for!
That is if I could vote.
Delicious dinner! Arugula, olive oil, blue cheese, prosciutto, and pears. Yum! (Taken with instagram)
I just sent in my preliminary exam revisions.
Whoop!!!
Giant thank you to Mclobstah who proofread it for me whilst at either a car shop or while actually riding in the car. You’re my hero :)
So today, I didn’t get out of bed until 4pm, just couldn’t.
Then I worked on my preliminary exam for 4 hours only to find out that the file I’ve been editing for 2 weeks is ”corrupted” and will not save or be recognized be my references program. Woohoo.
So then I spent another 2 hours retyping all my revisions into a new file.
And now it’s 2:30am and I can’t sleep.
And tomorrow is my break-a-versary.
I need a break…
After today’s tweet, it’s even more clear that, the Obama’s are our real life Taylors, correct?
I mean, they are Coach and Mrs. Coach in EVERY SINGLE WAY. EVERY SINGLE ONE.
Agreed.
I know there are supposedly happy people in this world. I never believed it, but I take it for granted. God knows, they’re all on television.
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