:/

•The riceballs I made looked awesome (I'd've taken pictures but my batteries died. Stupid lame AN batteries). And then I bit into one and it fell the hell apart. I think I might have overcooked the rice.

•David Wright did not win the Final Vote; Corey Hart, with his freakin' teenybopper 1989 Tiger Beat cover-boy name, did. Only one Met made the All-Star team: Billy Wagner. I wanna know how the hell that happened. (At least David gets a few days off! He can rest and be ready to go for the second half (because it's all about the second half). By the way, the Mets have been on a bit of a roll lately; let's hope they can keep that going against the less-than-stellar Rockies.) Edit: He's going to the All-Star game anyway, since Alfonso Soriano's got a broken hand. Hurray, technicalities!

•Noel just had a seizure. I hate it when she does because there's nothing I can do for her, except keep her from hitting her head on something. She's all right, but I left a note for my brother or my dad to check on her when they wake up.

•I hate modifying patterns. For the record.

BUT AS FOR HAPPY STUFF, I'm going to Stefanie's graduation party later today. Laura, I'm sorry you won't be there but there's always next week. ~_^