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Its time for a bulleted list braindump post. I’m sure you’re all dizzy with anticipation.

• For several weeks following my trip to Mardi Gras I was feeling just run down and listless. The first few days or so, I thought I was just post-trip tired. Then the next couple of weeks I just thought I was being lazy for coming home afterwork and just sitting around without the slightest inclination to do anything else. Then I started getting actually sick and was in a lot of pain. Went to the doctor on St. Patrick’s day and found out I had giardiasis, a parasite that I must have picked up while traveling. Five days of antibiotics and laying around doing even less of nothing than before and I was finally all back to normal.
• Speaking of St. Patrick’s day: Iowa Basketball. NCAA Tournament. GUH. How many days until football starts?
• I’ve had good times with friends over the past few weeks. There was D’s birthday dinner at HuHot. Wil’s wife, Callie’s 30th surprise birthday party where I taught a couple of their kids how to play the slots and the best line of the night was “Did you vacuum before people came over?” when she walked in the door to our declaration of suprise. I’ve been to the movies with Doogie and eaten dinner/supplied television access to Jerry & Sara. My mom and I also met Min & Brian for a delighful and entertaining time over some really tasty fried chicken this past weekend.
• Lately, I’ve felt extra OCD and really in a rut when it comes to blogging. I know I’ve beaten this topic to death in the past, but if I could get my fingers to dump all the thoughts I have in my head, I might become a decent writer/not have my brain’s computing powers tied up in the mundane and trivial so much. Its mostly bad habit that I’ve got to try to break. If I would just open up an entry window and spent five minutes emptying my head of the random and semi-interesting several times a day, I’d probably get more done considering instead of doing that I probably end up surfing the web mindlessly for fifteen minutes and somehow tell myself that that was less of a time waster. As a warning to my various readers, I may start blogging a lot more about really uninteresting things to just see if I can break the habits of not writing as often as I wish to while being ok with not including every miniscule detail of what all the layers of wallpaper I scraped this weekend looked like. I really compose blog entries in my head like I used to always compose journal entries in my head, complete with witty comments and observations on myself and my habits, I just can’t get them out. So they rattle around in there for weeks, growing, until I just have to give them up because I don’t have six hours to sit at my computer and write. Sometimes I worry that they’re in there rattling around and one day they’re all just going to explode. If it wasn’t for my horse, I wouldn’t have spent that year in college… [Jeff should get that.].