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So, tonight I went to Vienna and saw Ben Hulan, my old drama teacher, at a coffee joint. He was doing his cd release show. He's really, really damn good. It's all bluegrass. Not really my cup of tea, but I could see it becoming my cup of tea. And the banjo player was crazy. He was playing really fast, and it made me happy. I couldn't think of a way to make that sentence sound un-retarded, so I didn't try. Tomorrow I have classes, of course. It's a Wednesday, so I have ITE first. That's my computer class. Attendance, he stresses, is optional, and since he's teaching how to minimize and maximize windows, I'm going to skip it. I could use the extra sleep. After my second class (English), I have about forty five minutes to do about forty five problems on a concept I'm entirely unfamiliar with, since I missed the first day of class. Actually, I have lots of time to do them, because they're actually due at nine thirty tomorrow night. Score. But now I go.