Rubber, Sand and America

Oh hey, Is it time to check in again already?

Last night I was out playing Catholic music. The only reason I bring this up is because as I was leaving, I heard the sound of people singing some sort of jazz number with clarinets emanating from the church. As this is not a usual part of what goes on in Catholic churches, I went to investigate. It turned out to be Keen Chorale... But that was not a big surprise. What was a big surprise was when I poked my head in the door and saw David Guion sprawled across the pews playing with his computer.

Anyway, this morning was the usual sort of morning that I have come to expect. Years of practice have given me the ability to discern morning from afternoon and afternoon from evening. After putting these skills into practice, I had coffee and took my brother to school. It was a nice day and so I decided that it would finally be appropriate to bust out the Hawaiian shirts. After I had donned such a garment, and put on extra cologne to mask the musty smell of shirts that have been in a closet too long, I looked at the work I had done the night before and printed it off.

When I arrived in class, we were again in small groups. I got a piece of paper back from the KCS writing center that generally described what I had talked about in my meeting with Charlie. It was quite complimentary of my writing style, but there were some negative points. My professor had taken special care to underline these for me in case I somehow missed them. She was however quite pleased with the rough draft of my paper, and seemed happy that I did not make any excuses for why it was late.

Anyway. Tonight, I am not going to do any homework at all and I am going to put all my books out of site. I plan to go to sleep around 8, as I am very tired from a night of annotating bibliographies, citing sources and watching David Guion desecrate my place of worship with World of Warcraft.

Well, in a few minutes I am going to start the BBQ, as it is a lovely day. C ya sune.