My friend, TJ, just ruined my life for me. Every time in the future when I think that I am having a good day, a day where I can be proud of myself for some accomplishment, a day that will live not in infamy, a day where I can look at my surroundings and claim to be, as least for that moment, a master of the universe, I will fall short. Way short. You see, TJ is actually in freaking space. That's right, he hopped on top of a Soyuz TMA-17 rocket yesterday and was launched on a mission to the International Space Station. He is one of about 500 people that have been in actual freaking space.

Thanks for nothing, TJ.

And godspeed.