Oh how the time doth pass
Ok, this is the... one, two, three, four... fourth day I've been ill. I'm tired (or should I say sick) of it. I was all ready to go to church this morning hoping our new pastor would be there, but the cough started up again and all that. For those of you who are interested, I've been pretty busy. Between work, hockey twice a week, and the college writing class I've been taking at the Tech school, I've found my gas consumption to be about two times what it used to be. But at least I'm not sitting around on my hands. The college course is quite interesting; in fact, I should be starting my 3rd paper after I finish writing this. I probably should get some other stuff done as well seeing all I did yesterday was plop down on the couch and watch TV. USA lost to Slovakia in men's hockey - a disappointingly disastrous defeat dethroning destructive defensemen. Sorry, rant. But after USA was done losing, I got sucked into watching Hustle. If you liked Ocean's Eleven and Ocean's Twelve, you'll like Hustle. Intriguing show, but remember: *disclaimer* I didn't recommend it, and anything you say can and may be used against you in a... uh, in a... uh... forget it. AMC happened to be playing all the previous episodes in a row till 10:00pm, when the new one started. That took up about, oh... seven or eight hours. Youth Ablaze is next weekend, so pray - if you would - that I'll feel better.
Sly.
Sly.