So far behind that I will never die.

Ever.

So, I'm going to get my hair done and buy chili fixin's for tomorrow's game and a huge bottle of migraine medicine and some beer.

*siiiiings*

Farther along we'll know all about it. Farther along we'll understand why. Cheer up, my brother, live in the sunshine. We'll understand it all, by and by.

What?

I'm allowed to sing gospel loud.

It's in the handbook.

;-)