Just yesterday, I was down in the dumps about not being contacted by any teams to play intramural flag football.

And then I got an email today, asking me to join a team for gametime tomorrow night. I'm pumped!

This week is going to be a doozy, though. Business law exam Tuesday. Case to turn in Wednesday (which is pretty much finished, woot). Interview for tax intern at Fifth Third Monday. Interview for tax intern at Spartan Stores Wednesday. The busy week will be capped off with some weekend fun, though, seeing Twelfth Night with my grandparents. It drives me crazy sometimes, but I love the fall. Wish me luck.

Arizona held the baby. Finally. Thank you, Grey's.

Oh and I have another interview next week. Thank you, life.

I actually got invited... to sign up... for a tax intern interview. Well hey there Spartan stores. How you doin'?

I am having a lot of trouble focusing lately. And being motivated. About much of anything. Anyone have a good pep talk for me?

Well that blows. Losing in OT is the worst. Especially when this is the first time in years that my alma matter's football team has had a meaningful season. I mean all is not lost... but still. I hurt for them.

Ugh. 2 of my top 3 jobs that I was after at accounting recruiting have already turned me down. I just feel like a real winner.

Fuck. At least Sarah Michelle Gellar is back on my tv... twice. I don't really know what just happened in that hour, but it was SMG and that was enough. I'll probably be back next week.

Oh and Michelle Bachmann, go fuck yourself. I don't want to think about the next presidential election... it scares me.

Today at the zoo, admission was free for September 11th. My coworker and I overheard two children, a boy and a girl who were about 5-7ish years old, ask their parents why they got in free today. Their mom said that 10 years ago today something bad happened and people are remembering the people that they lost. The boy asked what happened. The mom hesitantly said, "There were some people who really didn't like America..." She paused, "Hey dad, can you take this one?" By that time, they were out of earshot. It was the first time I considered how today must feel for small children who have no idea what happened.

I was in 8th grade at the time. Most of my memories of the day are a blur. But I remember my science teacher having tears in her eyes and sitting with us all, trying like the mother at the zoo to explain. And I remember that Fox cancelled their scheduled airing of The X-Files movie due to the terrorist act at the beginning of the film. And I remember my dad going out to buy a flag post and American flag to put in our yard. And I wondered, why didn't he do that on the anniversary of Pearl Harbor... or the fourth of July... or Labor Day... or Memorial Day? Why do we only care about our country when our safety in it has been rattled?

Always by four.

Go blue.