Tuesday night at the house looks amazingly like Friday night at the house, and every other night at the house. It's like we have our own internet cafe here.

About the only exciting thing that went on today was the cookies Steph made. I have to say, no offense intended, but they are better than D's cookies and maybe better than G's cookies. I hate to say it but they are. Of course, if you want to prove me wrong, you know where to send your samples. I was good behavior though because I only had one, but I didn't even deserve that. I had a terrible ride today and just couldn't produce any power in my intervals. It was pretty lame.