Yeah, so, one of the things that I always forget is how much I don't do the thing that I like.

For instance: Softball.

Yes, I like softball. I play softball. I'm on the team for the Admiral Theatre, thanks as the catcher.

I haven't played softball in nearly a year. I'm a bit a lot not used to using some of these muscles. And I was in enough pain from the hike up and down the huge fucking hill at the WWU campus from the side of the hill with the visitor's center to the side of the hill with the performing arts center and the nature hike later that day. Now, I've got the "ow, arm; ow, back; ow, abs" thing going on.

It's a half-complaint, half... oh, I don't know. I'm complaining.

But aside from that, things are happy(?) and good(?). At least, they should be. Things are going well... I think. I finally found the Vietnamese coffee-filter thing I've been looking for. I'm going to go to school in the fall. We aren't official yet, but I'll keep us all posted.

Cheers!