And so I finished my Under the Bible paper today. One down, two to go. We went to Mallapalooza for a little bit this afternoon. It wasn't as awesome as I thought it was going to be. There were the inflatable bouncy things, but it was so very hot. Walking was suffocating enough. But we stayed and listened to The Project for a little while. They didn't have shirts on sale, which made me sad because I was really looking forward to buying one. I think we're going back later on tonight to listen to The Suburbs play. I hope to get my politics paper at least halfway done before then. That's my goal. However, with my record with goals it more than likely won't be attained. I did a good thing today. I called my love to hear his voice. He was happy about that. I rarely do that because long distance is a lot of money. But I did. He was watching a movie, and he said he missed me. I wish he were close to me. I miss him so badly, sometimes it hurts my heart. But, there are some people who have it worse than we do, so I appreciate that he's only 300 miles away and not any farther. I don't think I could take being far away from him with no prospect of seeing him. I would have to go to him--or he would come to me. I told my love that I wanted to marry him when I grew up, and he said, "That would be wonderful. I think I'd love that." I wanted to hug him when he said that. I'm listening to the radio, and I just heard the new White Stripes song. He sang, "I'm going to Wichita." I'm like, "That was me last week!" Rock on, Wichita.