I don’t say this often, but know what?
\nI’ve got nothing. <\/p>\n
Not an idea in my head. Not any that I want to spend time fleshing out anyway. <\/p>\n
So, know what I am going to do?
\nGo to bed.
\nSleep.
\nGet up in the morning.
\nGo to Autzen Stadium with my parents and Kyle.
\nMeet Ken, Nic, Brandon and Lu.
\nMeet a bunch of other awesome people.
\nHave some beverages.
\nHave some food.
\nGive and get some hugs.
\nWatch a football game. <\/p>\n
Oh, wait.
\nIs that too much looking forward?
\nI probably shouldn’t look forward so much. <\/p>\n
So I will briefly mention that I had a nice birthday evening with the Doctor.
\nWe laughed. He has a great laugh, which I have missed. <\/p>\n
Special mention to Paddy for getting me through the very difficult morning.
\nAnd also talking to me in the evening.
\nWhy was it so fucking hard to pack today?
\nThanks for being worried that there might be something actually wrong with my brain.
\nI still think maybe I just needed a hug.
\nWhere is a hug when I need one?
\nI will get more than I need at the tailgater. Can they be stockpiled?<\/p>\n
Shout out to the guy at the growler store who says that I am clearly the ideal woman: season tickets to Duck football, a tailgater and excellent taste in beer. <\/p>\n
I won’t quibble that he didn’t mention my looks or brains…<\/p>\n
Off to sleep. <\/p>\n
Night, all.
\nGo Duckies!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"