So I'm sitting in my classroom, awaiting my professor to get here and all I can seem to think about tonight is the pulled pork in my fridge that is calling my name across many miles, a beer, and the baseball game tonight. I know I have a test to do, and probably more discussion questions, and perhaps no internet at my new apartment... but all of this is alright because there is baseball on tonight. I am hoping beyond hope that my new domestic partner (aka living with boyfriend) goes out and gets shredded cheese and possibly sour creme for my tacos tonight, to go along with the baseball game. I can't wait.
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