Yesterday, I failed my physical therapy test. I feel like I was holding back during the test because I was afraid that I would hurt my knee. Now I have to exercise like a mofo in the next few weeks and re-take the test. I had better pass...
Tomorrow night, my ex-co-workers are throwing me a farewell party at Turoni's. It'll be cool, I'm looking forward to it. I will miss working with those guys very much, but it's not like I won't ever stop in and see what they're doing. At any rate, my mood has improved greatly in the past week or two, simply because everything seems to have toned down a bit. Work is no longer this insanely frantic place that I dread, school is still out for another week or two, I'm off in the evenings, getting good hours, etc.
Went to an 80's birthday party last night which I thought was a lot of fun. I got to play a bunch of old classic arcade games, drink some Tab, eat some Nerds candy, and listen to karaoke. It was fun even though I didn't know half the people there. Oh well, until next time.