Okay, hello again.
More good news: I aced my macro-economics final, which allowed me to pass the class by the skin of my teeth. That's three of four classes I'm sure of my grades for. That will keep me happy for the summer.

Nothing says God loves me like a telephone call. Imagine setting your mind up to work from 8AM to 4PM, taking lunch while wishing you could go home, and next thing, getting a phone call to leave at 1PM? Talk about perfect timing! You see, God does love me. When I'm good, at least.