Wow, I think that hurt...

Its kind of neat when you stub your toe, and there's a definite moment
when you decide whether it hurts or not. That only happens every once
in a while for me, I usually just assume it hurts and say, "ouch."
Enough of this profound and intellectually stimulating junk...
I just got an email from Diana asking me if I would go to the Roach
Museum with her, like she even has to ask. =) Her dad is coming to
town in a little over a week, so I will get to(have to) meet him. Its
not that I don't want to meet him, I'm just a little nervous about it.
My parents will be gone in less than 2 weeks from now. I suppose I
should be happy about this, but I'm not. I'm happy that my dad got
a great new job, but damn Indiana is far. Well there's always air travel.