I really need to stop getting up at 11:00am.

According to my sister and mother, my hair is lacking it's usual sheen.
This concerns me on a number of levels.
What am I without my shiny hair?!

According to some protesters on the news, the RCMP in Toronto are carrying shot guns.
WRONG. They are tear gas guns. God, get it right.

According to my schedule, I don't get to skate again until the third quarter of July. Which pretty much means my one source of physical activity no longer exists in my life. Not good.

According to my ears, I hear a clock ticking, but there are no clocks to be found.

According to this error message, my computer is still broken. Oh well.

According to Fantastical Beasts and Where to Find Them, Hogwarts is in Scotland.
You learn something new every day.

How is it possible that one can feel so much pain, but so much love at the same time?

I used to say that I was writing the book of love, because legitimately, I am writing a book that is full of what love is to people.
But I was wrong. Sherrill Bakke wrote the book of love.
In loving memory.

Love can bring people together. Prove how strong love really is.

Cherish every moment of every day. Never be ungrateful for the life that you live. Because you never know when something could happen, that could change your life for good. You never know when you are going to lose someone you love.

How does the world keep spinning, when it feels like nothing will ever be the same?

The times of men and angels.

"Teamwork is the ability to work together toward a common vision.
The ability to direct individual accomplishment toward organizational objectives.
It is the fuel that allows common people to attain uncommon results."