I'm not sure whether it was the extra shot in my latte, the way the weather seemed like it was trying to right a personal wrong (sunny and crisp, YES) or the fact that when I set my iPod to random it gave me "Outta Sight (Outta Mind)" by Wilco (usually it saddles me with some painful Nick Cave b-side), but I was out of my skull happy today.
When I was reviewing some basic statistics for my dry research theory class, I thought, "I miss math." For some reason, reviewing all those sigmas and x-bars was like visiting old friends. I guess all this theory and ethics is making my analytical brain act out.
My housemate, B, with whom I have had a benevolently awkward relationship with up to this point, made a huge dinner tonight. So, I take back any silent domestic criticisms I may have had. Dude can cook.
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