So I'm sitting in the Denver airport. My flight from Salt Lake to DFW has a layover here, so I'm here for an hour or so. Fun fact: I threw up on the plane here. I made it to the bathroom, so I didn't have to use the barf bag in front of everyone. First time I've ever thrown up on a plane. And you definitely wanted to know that.
Most of my finals went well. Ended up with A's in a few classes. Awesome. I found out that after next semester, I will have enough credits to make me a junior. Rad.
Brad and I are going to eat at Freebirds on Saturday with the missionaries. This is the longest I've gone without seeing him. Definitely looking forward to tonight.