Is gmail being stupid for anyone else? Or is it just me?
Do you ever get the feeling where you know you should be happier than you are? That you don't really have any reason for not being happy, but you just aren't? Not being depressed, necessarily. Just that you aren't as satisified with life as (objectively), you should be.
It's an odd feeling.
So. Maybe Paul isn't as bad as I think he is?
I can't really explain it. But I read an entry of his on his myspace or his xanga or somewhere and...wow. I don't know if it was just writing or if it was sincere introspection. It was sort of poignant, either way. And not at all something I'd have expected from him.
I also realized tonight that I don't have a picture of me and Andy together. This needs to be rectified, particularly if I go to school in TX. I don't want to lose him. Well, not completely, anyway. At this point, I think he's basically gone.
I love Albert Pujols. For the record.