I'm a little upset at the thought of spending all of Saturday at a bar just so I can watch hockey. And with Minnesota playing at noon, and Darren NEEDING to see that game, and UMD playing at 3:30 (and let's face it, we all should see that game) it looks like that's just what's going to happen.

What does make me happy, however, is the lack of laundry-doing Goldfiners roaming the halls and haunting the laundry room this week. I'm almost tempted to re-wash my already washed clothing because I'm unsure when washing machines will be available for me to wash it again.

I'm perplexed by the dry, scaly, flaky disgustingness that is consuming what was once my skin. How could dry skin be taking over my body, AND MY LIFE, when I douse myself in lotion after I shower each and every morning? I just don't get it. And no, I don't have anything better to blog about.