i had this gruesome dream this morning. i was watching a football game live, and the running back got tackled. once he hit the ground, his hands and feet broke off. pretty sick. i couldn't get the image out of my head as i got out of bed and got dressed. ick.
i feel ill from my lunch. A and i went to la bamba (my suggestion), and i got my usual item: carnitas quesadilla with extra cheese. i have to remind myself not to get the extra cheese. i mean, i really like cheese, but it's just too much. i felt like puking afterwards, and now i'm drinking extra fluids to help wash it down.
so espn ranked all 80 super bowl teams. the 1992 dallas cowboys were ranked #4. hrmph. my project lead forwarded me an e-mail with the link just as i was browsing it online, and he was proud to point out that the 1989 49ers were #1. he's a die hard niners fan, and from time to time he never fails to mention that his team has won all the super bowls it's been to. it's cool, though, because we both went to stanford, so we are both loyal cardinal fans.
so it looks like i'll be going to the stanford/UCLA basketball game this weekend with jack. i'm pretty nervous, because UCLA is ranked #2. we could very well get clobbered. but i have some faith that it'll be a good, well-played game, because even though we lost to arizona and oregon (two highly ranked teams), we actually held our own and even led during parts of the games. we'll see.
so i noticed on this past monday's intro to _the class_ that one of the cast members was gone. what happened to the reporter woman? (the one who killed the bunny and who had a daughter named oprah) did they just drop her because she had no storyline?
ok. time to put this one to rest. i'm having major writer's block.