Again, I feel old... I couldn't play frisbee tonight because my legs hurt too much. And I don't really even know why I do it anymore. Half of the points just frustrate me... There's no strategy, there's frequently little skill, and there's a lot of running that I can't do. I have my frisbee class, I have the spring league, both of which involve strategy and skill (at least compared to Thursday nights). I'd be thrilled if we gave up Thursday night frisbee in favor of a smaller core group playing sand volleyball. Waddaya say?

So anyway, here I am, back in my room, really itching to get back to work on my thesis because the program finally seems to work, and because I really want to get it over with. However, I can't work on it because I have a presentation and a six page research paper due tomorrow. I'm not really worried about the presentation at all, because it's going to be fifteen minutes, and all I have to have for the slides is kind of a roadmap so people could understand my arguments without actually listening to me talk, if necessary. No biggy. And a six-page paper really isn't so bad (though he wants it 1.5 spaced instead of double-spaced, which kinda sucks). The part that bothers me is that I have to have at least ten source citations. I hate source citations. One of the things I like most about programming is the fact that we don't have to write research papers. This blows.

On the other hand, I'm really psyched about this weekend. Every year, on the night before Easter, my brother and my mom and I color eggs. It's a really fun event that takes three hours or more, and involves us sitting around dying them and trying out all kinds of interesting stuff to try to get them colored in better ways. And then on Easter morning (or afternoon, if we're feeling particularly lazy) Mom hides the eggs and Dad and Andy and I have an Easter egg hunt. This year it'll probably involve Ryan, too, which is alright, though I'd prefer for it to just be the family like always. Anna could join in without me minding because she's Andy's girlfriend, after all, but otherwise I'd like to keep it just in the family. Oh well. Such is life. I'm gonna skip out of Frisbee practice tomorrow (because if my legs hurt enough to keep me from playing Thursday nights, there's no way I'm going to make myself go through practice) and head home early, laundry in hand. (C;

I'd like to spend as much time with my friends as possible before graduation, so here's my suggestion: Monday night we see a movie, Wednesday we hit Hooters for the $.25 wings, and Thursday we have a really kick-ass game of sand volleyball (if we get there early enough, we can have it at the court behind the Rec, which is in better shape than the dorm courts). Who's with me?