Yuck
So, I just got back from the gynocologist (not sure how to spell that). For those of you that have been, you know what I'm talking about. I'll just say that it is an experience that I'm not looking forward to doing, ever again. I feel violated. Oh well, I'm alive, not that I was too worried about that, but yeah.
Guess what? I get to go to my first Jazz game tonight. I'm kind of excited, even though the Jazz suck. But that should be fun.
Guess what? I get to go to my first Jazz game tonight. I'm kind of excited, even though the Jazz suck. But that should be fun.