St. Patrick's Day! Hooray for being an eighth Irish! Well, my mom is a quarter, so it's definitely reason for absolutely delicious Irish fare. Just hope I'm able to enjoy the other part of Irish culture tonight... man I seriously will be in need of going to the gym when I go back to school. I'll worry about that later. Today I'll just worry about corned beef and cabbage.
Side note: Martin Brodeur has a chance to be the greatest goalie in hockey history tonight. He may not be Irish, but I'm rooting for him all the same. Good luck Marty!
Ehhh... wish I wasn't alone for this holiday. Would be nice to have a sweet lass to have a pint with. Well, you know the old saying: Kiss me, I'm Irish. Errr... in my case: Give me an awkward friend hug, I'm an eighth Irish. Patience... there is someone out there for everyone. I'm doing my time. They're always after me funky charms.
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