Nyquil is by far the most god-awful tasting shot you can ever take when you're sick. Barring anything that you're not supposed to ingest that is.
But alas, I am sick and as much as I hate medicine, I can't miss anymore school. Not to mention that I'm going out miniature golfing tomorrow, which is something that I haven't done since I was a kid.

Friday was fun. Saw some boobs, watched some Old School, made out with some beautiful women...all in all, had a lot of fun. Also, for the first time in years, I have a date. A real date, not some wierd undefinable love-hate fling relationship with a friend (long story), but a real date.
I'm excited, but a bit nervous. It's been quite awhile since I've been in the dating scene, and I've changed and grown a lot since then. I posted a pic of her a few blogs back if any of you are interested.
I think the reason I'm looking forward to this date more than most any other date I've been on, is because this is the first time that I've really just not cared about the outcome. I mean, I do find her attractive and would be genuinley happy if things worked out between us, but for the first time I don't feel like I have to be someone else, or try to impress her. I feel like I can be myself, and if that doesn't work, then she doesn't know what she's missing.
I've still got a lot of work ahead of me before I can really get my life to where I want it, but thats fine. I relish the challenge.

Good night, and good luck.