i think it's about time to change my xanga theme...so what should it be?

so i'm doing my last call of the semester at st. joe tonight...it's not too bad right now...only had to admit one patient.

anyways, i've been doing quite a bit of dancing lately...and yes, the rumors are true...i am quite rhythmically challenged.  nonetheless, i'm having a great time, and i feel that i am improving some.  maybe i'll get good enough that i can dance with people who are really good at dancing.  for now, i'm on the level of ben stiller and his performance in Along Came Polly.  ok, i'm not that bad.

quick, quick yo's

yes, jill, your brother is a loser...and to all you who were wondering the same--there you have it.  however, i am a winner at sudoku...most times. 

so i crossed paths with the girl i fake-dated in 5th grade, stephanie curtice.  yeah, i consider anything before high school fake dating.  anyways, how weird is that.

maybe it's a sign that i should start dating again...or fake-date...oh, that would be even better...

here's to the 5th grade, yo's

i vow to never make a prediction again...i feel like arisia (john and casie will understand)

i spent the morning with hospice...maybe the astros should give them a call

i guess teams of destiny get all the breaks...case in point---jermaine dye was awarded first base on a "hit by pitch" that was actually a foul ball...hmm, i seem to remember the umps butchering a call against the angels when the white sox were playing...anyways, after dye went to first to load the bases the very next pitch was hit outta the park by konerko---grand frickin' slam...maybe we should have instant replay in baseball...

cwap, yo's