Good Day

Cookie deployment: successful.

My cookies actually came out pretty good - and most of the recipents seemed grateful (it was hard to tell how the mailboxes I left half of them in felt.) I'm enjoying my research project - I got three patients done today (increase of one) so I'm getting faster. I should have almost two hours to work on it tomorrow morning, which will be nice.

Black Bag Ball was last friday and I had a blast. I danced almost the entire time and it was *good*. Danced with my roommates, danced with A. and mostly danced with IY.

APE went well - I get a charge out of that too. I feel like I can belong there, on the floor. And oh, I kicked ass in PBL - if only because I was the only person to have the trifecia of insect bites (flea, tick and spider). Yes, that's right. I got to stand up and tell the class about how it feels to have fleas and what the bites look like. My standards of ass kicking may have dropped over the past year.

And finally...I got turned down (but nicely) by Boy A, and the world didn't end. Actually, it didn't really impact my mood much at all. I mean, I'm disappointed, but I'm not angsting. These things happen - it doesn't really imply anything about me, I don't think. Or at least, not anything that I feel bad about.