So, I was sitting in my kitchen eating breakfast on Saturday. There's a knock at the door. The possibly dead Mr. Fix-it answers it and proceeds to give Lexi's roommate a hardtime. Eventually he lets her in, and she declares she has a delivery for me. Lexi burned me a CD of amazing songs, wrote me a note, and then had her roommate deliver it. It was awesome. If I hadn't screwed up my physics test later that day the day would have been great.
Update: Another one arrived via roommate mail just a little bit ago. This one is filled with various churchy music. :-)
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