Spring season seems so far awaaaaaay. Oh no.

BUT at least in spring season, I will be with two of my favorite coaches. Ted and Kelly. I wonder if Stef's gonna ever come back. And 2k's will seem OHSOMUCHSHORTER than these dratted 5k things.

I rather enjoy being stroke. It's nice to have control of the stroke rating and keep it slow and controlled and b-e-a-utiful instead of like last season, where (even though it was spring) my boat would not. slow. its slide down. Likewoah.

And now for the dirty rowing stuff on my mind:
-Tu deparque con tu me voi (sp?)
(You get off (a plane, but we'll ignore that) when you see me)
-We please our cox with every stroke!
Hahaha.

ENOUGH CREW JUNK.

My mom caught the stomach virus today. And I think I might be getting it. I dunno. I think if I did really have it all da way, I would be like. Dead by now. And my stomach just hurts a little. However, I'm beginning to wonder if I don't just have an iron stomach Oo.

Who knows?

BUCADIBEPPOBUCADIBEPPOBUCADIBEPPO. I have been craving it for weeks, and finally, on Saturday, I can slake my Italian food thirst. Wahoo!

Ben (aka Mistah Sketch) used my Dr. Pepper lipsmackers. As I've already told Juli, I'ma get an STD. Like fo sho. Lmao oh well. That stuff smells so damn good.

WOW I'M JUMPING AROUND TONIGHT.

I'll talk to you guys later, when I'm in a somewhat normal mood O_________O