We lost. Unbe-freakin’-lievable. Florida dropped to Creighton today, 82-83. The frustrating thing is that we beat ourselves. Creighton didn’t play a good game at all, but our team seemed to have forgetten some fundamentals about the game of basketball and it cost us. We messed up everything we could from turnovers to free-throws. I’m not really convinced that Creighton earned their win, but I am convinced that we earned our loss. What a let down.

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March Madness has begun. There are a lot of great ideas out there, but the whole �bracket� idea is one of the best ever. There are sixty-four teams in the tournament each year (I guess maybe some would argue there are 65 now with the wild-card spot) and if it weren�t for the brackets, I�d probably not give a rip for any except Florida. But, thanks to the bracket idea, I�m suddenly either rooting for or against each of the sixty-four teams. I was pretty excited today because UNC-Wilmington won. Did I even know that there was such a school as UNC-Wilmington a week ago? Nope. But all of a sudden, I�m rooting for them and I get a point for a first-round upset. And to think I didn�t care a lick about college hoops till I got to college.

Some say that each day brings something new. Today brought a pretty cool new thing for me�I was MC tonight at our Crusade meeting. I�ve always sort of wondered if it would be as fun as it looks or if I could pull it off and I�ve decided that the answer to each is �yes�: It is definitely as fun as it looks and I thoroughly enjoyed every minute of it (which qualifies as me �pulling it off� in my mind). I think one thing I enjoyed tonight was the pressure. It isn�t often that I�m actually in a pressure situation and, as long as I don�t have a guitar in my hands, I totally thrive on pressure. I can almost physically feel my brain kicking into a different gear, backup power supplies firing up, little mice-reserves being brought in, the whole deal. I sort of remembered back to last year when I was leading the Weekly Meeting Planning Team�for about an hour before each meeting, I was constantly being bombarded with last-minute requests, ideas, lack of punctuality, almost any hitch that could be thrown into the system was at some point or another. I loved every minute of it.

Anyway, I have another guitar lesson bright and early tomorrow morning (that translates to 10 am in slacker time), so I need to get some rest. Eight hours is out of the question now, so I�ll have to salvage what I can tonight and make up for missed time via napping tomorrow. I love naps.

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Unbelievable. I spent 5 hours today, waiting in line to see the Kentucky vs. UF game. That is really out of character for me–I usually wouldn’t be able to justify spending 5 hours sitting around waiting to watch a basketball game–but, I thought, “What the heck. I’ll give it a shot. We have to win anyway, because we’ve lost the last two and we’re one of the best teams in the country.” Turns out we lost by 2 lousy points. So, I spent about 8 hours today, waiting to see our guys lose by 2. Ouch.

Anyway, I just finished watching Pretty Woman for the first time. It’ll probably be the last. Honestly, I don’t get it; everyone always says, “You haven’t seen Pretty Woman?! Man, you gotta’ see that movie.” I just don’t see what all the hype is about. Julia is a good actress and Richard did a good job in the movie, but I never really caught what was so special about this particular prostitute that she changed his life. She seemed like a nice enough girl, but when it comes down to it, I just don’t see what set her apart from the rest. Yeah, she knew a little about cars and she was kind of feisty, but there are lots of feisty, car-knowledgeable women that aren’t prostitutes. Why didn’t he just go find one of those?

I better get some sleep. I have a dilemma tomorrow in that I have 4 consecutive classes, but the third one is cancelled. So, I’m wondering if I should go to the first 2, then leave and skip the last one, or if I should stick around and kill an hour before attending my last one. Why does life have to be full of so many tough decisions? Ah, the life of a college student…

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