this weekend consisted of movies and sleep.
all i’ve looked at for two days is a computer monitor and a tv screen.
i hope my eyes don’t fall out.
i will see health (for more than a week at a time) again.
i will, i will, i will.
i missed church today, and that makes me sad. i want to rewind.
the one night i actually watch football is tonight.
i hope there are good commercials.
and i hope paul mccartney’s shirt doesn’t get ripped off in the halftime show.
edit: i got nervous when he ripped off his jacket. but luckily, it stopped there.
everyone needs to meet mary roach: