In the mean time, I'm going to mention how much my wife rocks. She puts up with my self-centered arrogance (deflating it from time to time), moodiness, and mouth big enough to cram both feet in there up to the kneecap. Plus unfair debate tactics.
She loves me, and for the life of me I can't figure out why.
It's OK. I have the rest of my life to try to be worthy of what she gives me.
PS: She started fall semester today. Did I mention that she rocks?