I have always been ridiculously competitive. Unfortunately, I can be a bit of a jerk when I'm winning and a sore loser when things go south. Actually, the first time my mom caught me swearing, I was around eight years old and playing Sonic the Hedgehog on my Sega Game Gear. My little hedgehog died and I yelled "Damnit!" Needless to say, my temper and my four letter vocabulary hasn't gotten much better over the past twenty years...Mini-golf did cap off a pretty decent day. I finally got all of my bar loan stuff straightened out, so I won't have to resort to my alternate plan of selling non-essential organs on the black market. Phew!
To start my spring break off right, I plan on not setting any alarms tomorrow and try to catch up on the sleep I've been missing out on these past few weeks. Now with all the loan stuff straightened out, I think I may be able to sleep peacefully tonight...
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