First day of classes today, had Political Science and Journalism (my minor and major, respectively) and they didn't seem that bad from the introductory day. I'll probably be bitching and moaning about it somewhere down the line, but that's me. When I got home I fell down the stairs and hit my forehead really hard (there's a cut where I hit the banister) and I hit my wrist where there's going to be a horrible bruise I can tell. Luckily I didn't get a concussion or anything, so I guess there's that. About an hour ago, I finally got the balls to buy a tenor saxophone like I've wanting to for about a year now, and since I won a few hundred at the races, it wasn't as financially traumatizing. Here 'tis:
Come to think of it a spontaneous purchase like that may very well be because I have a concussion. Oh well, I've got a fuc
king sax now!