My brother informs me that not watching the Super Bowl is the first step to becoming a pinko commie, so it's a good thing I watched the first half, even though my preferred sport is futbol, not football. After the half time show I got board and wandered off to make dinner, but the TV stayed on, which is alomst like watching it. I guess this is my way of saying that I resent the implication that I might be harboring any bolshivik tendencies.
In other news:
-My job search proceeds slowly. I'm told that I picked a really lousy time to join the job market.
-Rewrites on my novel are coming along well. I might have something ready to submit this summer. *crosses fingers*