Stream of Thought

After a week, my rib area is still hurting. If you recall, I did something painful to it last week and blamed it on being the ripe old age of 23. Or maybe it was that game of "kick the pinecone" Justin and I played while walking to the mailbox. Apparently my body just isn't healing like it once did when I was in my prime because the injury is lingering. It gets better overnight, but then during the day I keep managing to do things that re-hurt it. Like move.

Got my TOMS in the mail. Kind of looks like I'm wearing house shoes. Feels like I'm wearing house shoes. Score.

I was supposed to start grad school Monday. But I technically haven't been accepted yet. But it's okay because I got an offer for a $500 tuition grant that I inadvertently requested and it only applies if I start in April or May. So I'm starting in April or May. You know the feeling you get when you find a 5 dollar bill in your winter coat pocket? Multiply that by 100 (literally) and that's the feeling I got when I saw that offer.