and Sunday anxiety is setting in while I (sorta) watch the Superbowl. Meh.
People in my building are shouting...that means the Giants just did something good.
Small realization this weekend...apparently you can call me Good Luck Jones. I have evidence of at least two hookups who started dating a girl right after we DI'd. Neither was someone I wanted to date, but it slims the odds of making them repeat offenders (which I have always found as an effective method to keep my overall number at a minimum). I always thought my pikachu had magic powers...too bad they don't work in my favor.