Yesterday was a full day. I woke up on time and made it to work on time (which never happens on Tuesdays or Thursdays). I went to my first class and took a quiz, sat through the rest of the class trying to learn to spin my pen around my thumb, and then went to lunch at the Potato Shack, where I ate another potato the size of a toddler (garden chicken. yum.), and then proceeded to leave my phone in my mom's car and frantically try to find it, with no success. My next class was physics, and instead of lecturing and writing on the board like usual, my professor had a handout for us and we all huddled around a table where he sat and lectured because he'd messed up his knee. I, of course, took the opportunity to admire Shelly across the table for most of the class, and probably therefore got less out of the lecture than I should have. Then went and played in a chess tournament (came in second. W00t!), and then went home. When I got home, I discovered a graduation present (Hmm... Graduation was... a year ago, give or take?) waiting from me from Ashley, who was my girlfriend my sophomore year in high school, and now lives in Washington with her husband and two children. Apparently when she sent us a Christmas card my mom sent her back a letter and included my graduation announcement from last year. The funny thing is, she sent me a journal. The only other journal I've ever had is one she gave to me as a birthday present when I turned sixteen, and I'm only about a third done with it. I guess I need to get on that. (c: It made me smile, though.