So, yep, I worked basically, from 11 to 6 yesterday, and wanted to shoot myself the entire time. I was dead tired, and just wanted to go back to sleep... Not only that, my shoes were cutting off circulation to my brain! It wasn't helping out my thinking abilities! LoL And I'm busy screeching to a stop so my bro can get in the car, and the cellphone goes off. "Abby? Where are you? Oh! Joe's here, he's waiting for you!" How awesome is that, huh? LoL

I'm going to see Chicago tonight! Woot! I'm all excited. So I'm going out with whoever wants to go! Yay! I turned on VH1 this morning, and lo and behold, what's on? A video from chicago! I was like, whoa! Now if that isn't a sign... I'm sooooo excited! lmao

Right, so... Brad, about your statement into my indecisive and phobic heart. I think I'll be fine. There's no pressure, and I don't feel cornered. Maybe it'll happen, bro, maybe it'll happen.