Didn't quite have time to
Didn't quite have time to blog last night. So by now, everyone's heard about this Bass in Space thing. Crazy, huh? Lol. Good for him!! I hope I get to accomplish my dreams in my lifetime. So that's awesome. I prefer to stay within the Earth's atmosphere, thank you very much, especially since my introduction to the world of space travel was watching the Challenger take off, but whatever floats your boat. Or flies your space ship. Whatever.
When Lance gets back, will he still be able to dance? Cuz, like, they usually can't walk for a while. How long is his trip? And how long does it take to get your muscles back? Yeesh. More scariness. So this will be a nice, much-deserved break for *NSYNC. Without their bass, they can't record, can't make videos, can't perform... well, they could, but it would be sad to do that stuff without Lance. So this will give them a chance to focus on all their little individual projects. Let's just hope they don't get TOO into their individual projects and not regroup once Lance returns. <.g> Because that would be very sad.
So last night I ushered my last men's basketball game. They played Penn State and obliterated them. Lol. It was like 83-56 or something. At one point the Illini had three times as many points as the Nittany Lions (like 65-22 or something). Woops. Needless to say, the game was kind of boring because of that. When your team is winning 20-4 for most of the first half, there's not much to get worked up over. I usher the women's game tonight. It's the last game for the women, so maybe it will be good. Seniors' last chance to play and all. And tomorrow I usher Cotton Club, the Black Student Union's variety show. That should be good. I'm looking forward to that. But I declined to work Monster Trucks on Saturday. That would be four nights in a row, and I have a TON of studying to do. March 3 is going to be my hell week. Midterms in my three hardest classes in the span of two days. At least they're Monday and Tuesday, so I will get them all overwith at the beginning of the week. Only to have another hella-hard midterm that NEXT Monday, but oh well. Such is the life of a college student. <.g>
Okie dokie. Time for class. Statistics. Whee. Imagine my excitement. After lecture, I get to talk with my TA and tell him that I have NO CLUE what I'm doing and could he please help me?