Saturday, November 6, 2004

   We forgot the crackers!
Hahahahahahahaha, Wallace and Gromit is great. Thanks Mimmi, for forcing me to watch them. =p

After work today, I took out two Wallace and Gromit movies; A Close Shave and A Grand Day Out. You can check them both out by clicking the link I so conveniently provided. :p

Also after work today, my mom drove me over to Sacred Heart. The evening Mass was just getting over, and the parking lot would soon be empty. My mom gave me a few words of advice before switching seats with me. I was in the driver's seat! :0!

So, for the first time in my life, I was actually driving a car. I mean, a car car, not like a golf cart or a bumper car or something. It was a car. A car! Crazy stuff.

And no, I didn't hit anything. >_>

I did manage to confuse two other drivers, though. ^_^' I hesitated a couple of times while we were both approaching the same spot. I stopped when I shouldn't have, or something. :o

Speaking of stopping, I've got to work on that, too. My stops are too sudden, which I guess is a common trait of new drivers. I'm rather nonchalant about the whole thing with my family (the only ones that know I've actually been driving) because it really isn't a big issue to me.

Or maybe it is...

Psychology has me second-guessing myself now. :o

*shrug* I don't know. I've always thought of driving as someone else's job. I'm content just walking to places in my area, and I'm somewhat stingy; I don't want to have to pay for gas and insurance. Being able to eventually drive other people to places, though, and eventually being able to meet my friends places, that's what I find cool about driving. Only a couple of my friends live in my area, and they're near the outer ranges of my walking distance.

So, having a car would be good. But first I need to learn how to drive it. Ewww....

*waves head around* Wheeeee....

Tired and not thinking entirely straight at the moment. >_>'

TEHSILLYCIRCUS2 RULEZ!
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   Oh yeah.....
...crap.

I have work tomorrow. :p

*skips off to bed*

*posted at 1:40AM Nov. 6*
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Friday, November 5, 2004

   *yawn*
I babysat last night for my dad's friend Tracey. For the first two hours I just had the two younger kids, and at about 8 o'clock Tyler, the eldest, showed up.


I had a good time, heh, but nothing overly exciting happened. :p

Before Tyler showed up, we played around with some action figures for a while. We were up in Corey's room listening to her own music mix when he got home. After Tyler got something to eat, we played Super Smash Brother Melee for a while, and then switched off playing Lord of the Rings.

When the younger two went off to bed, Tyler watched me play Yu-Gi-Oh: Duelist of the Roses. I hadn't played the game for ages, as my own PS2 is broken. ;_;

Anyways. My memory card was busted (it'd been through the washing machine and dryer, >>) so I borrowed a space on one of Tyler's memory cards. And the gaming began!

Duelist of the Roses is a pretty unique combination of the Yu-Gi-Oh card game and a chess-like sort of thing. You play cards on the field, like in the game, but then you can move them around, like chess. Your cards can only be summoned in the area directly around your 'Deck Leader', who acts sort of like your own mobile base. If you corner your opponent's Deck Leader, it's much like cornering an opponent's king in chess. You win. :p

Then again, there's the standard Yu-Gi-Oh method of winning: reduce your opponent's LifePoints to zero. When two monsters get into a battle, the difference between their attack or defense strengths results in damage to the creature with the lesser amount. You start with 4000 LP in this game.

Example:

Creature A, with an Attack Power of 1500.

ATTACKS

Creature B, with an Attack Power of 1400.

Creature A destroys Creature B, and Player B's LifePoints are reduced by 100, the difference between the attack powers. Congratulations, you now know have a rudimentary knowledge of Yu-Gi-Oh battle rules. >>

More often than not, I win in the game by cornering my opponent's Deck Leader. They usually have monsters ridiculously more powerful than anything I could hope to create, so I can't really count on doing an awful lot of Battle Damage.

Tyler stayed up well past his bedtime, catching me every time with the "After the next duel" line. Let's just hope he didn't fall asleep in school today. ;p

After he went to bed, I stayed up and played the game for another hour or so. I got pretty far, considering the time I spent. I beat the game from one point of view, and I beat two of the people from the other side. I was falling asleep as I did it, though, and had to constantly reposition myself to stay awake.

Kind of like what I'm doing now. >>

I actually did doze off enough to drop the controller on the floor, which woke me back up immediately. ^_^'

Tracey came home, and her husband drove me home. I stayed up chatting on AIM for about an hour, and eventually got to bed at 2-ish.

My dad went in for surgery today. Nothing really major, he was just having his tonsils taken out. I was totally unaware that he had left, though, as I was asleep until 1 o'clock. >>

I did appreciate the sleep, though. I felt more rested than I had in weeks. Hopefully I can keep up this trend of good sleep. I'll need every minute of it as the fencing season approaches.

Eh.... *loses train of thought*

I'm going to see if I can't snag the TV and watch Full Metal Alchemist when it shows on Cartoon Network.

Ciao.

EDIT: Riiiiiight. FMA is going to be on tomorrow night. >>
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Thursday, November 4, 2004

   *twitch* It's over!
Metroid Prime r0xx0rs my b0xx0rs.

Told you so.

Can't you see that I'm pwning this giant rock beast? Leave me alone.

Gah! See! You made me mess up!

You should have put off jumping right there. One second later and you would have been fine.

How would you know?

*points to Procrastinator Crown*

...shut up.

Everything is best done at the last minute.

What if I were on a ship that was about to explode, and I had to get out really quickly? You're saying I should wait until the last minute to get out?

Yeah. You work better under pressure. And, you can tell people all about your death-defying stunts getting off of an alien spacecraft that was about to explode! How cool would that be? :D

"Yeah, and then I jumped over a crate! :3"

....shush, you.

"And it was an alien crate, too! ^.^"

I'm going to prove how much cooler I am than you by not killing you this instant.

How does that make you cooler? O_o

I'm the King of Procrastinating, and I procrastinate. You are Ben, king of nothing, and you do stuff.

That doesn't make any sense. =/

Quiet, unlearned cretin!

No!

...

...

I knew it. Nobody ever gets past that part.

Yeah, I've never really understood that, myself. Somebody says to be quiet, or shut up, and the other person loudly refuses...

...and then silence reigns. The person who said "Be quiet" or "shut up" gets their wish. I'm sure there's some obscure psychological reason for the lack of a better retort.

I'll figure it out....eventually.

Now you're talking. ;)

^_^

^_^

We'll update again. Eventually.
We'll update again. Eventually.
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Teh Lots of Test and Stuff
We're so totally screwed.

I'll agree to that, provided you don't blame me.

Whatever.

Yeah....







So, who's up for some early morning video games to delay sleep? :D

*mumbles and shuffles over to bed*

Spoilsport. =/
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Wednesday, November 3, 2004

Thomas Paine
"To argue with a man who has renounced the use and authority of reason, and whose philosophy consists in holding humanity in contempt, is like administering medicine to the dead, or endeavoring to convert an atheist by scripture. Enjoy, sir, your insensibility of feeling and reflecting. It is the prerogative of animals. And no man will envy you these honors, in which a savage only can be your rival and a bear your master."

Heh. Nicely put.
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   Clash of the Night Bens
You could be doing this later, like after you're done with your paper. Which you could be doing after you beat the next boss in Metroid Prime.

Shut up. ¬_¬

But you could! You've done this sort of last minute project before, and gotten good grades too! There's evidence in favor of my argument. Admit it.

No.

The power of Christ compels you!

Ha-what? O_o' Since when do you decide what God's power is used for?

Ever since he gave me the keys to the Apocolypse. >:D

Do you feel like bringing it around anytime soon? Like, now, maybe? Or early tomorrow? I really don't want to write this paper.

How about Friday? >:D

....that's evil.

Play a game or something, and I'll end the world.

Hmmmm, end of the world caused by you, or near-end of world experience involving my English teacher. Let me think about this for a moment.

A. You are a part of me. That in itself is enough to make me shy away from trusting you with the end of the end of the world.

B. Not turning in the paper on time would not be the end of the world. Life would go on, believe it or not. I'd get over it, Mr. Lamoureux would eventually get over it.

C. You're a warped version of me.

A and C sort of seem the same.

It's called parallelism. I learned about it in English the other day.

I think you used it wrong.

Well, maybe.

You'd better give up on English, and focus on improving your hand-eye coordination. Video games do that, you know.

I can write the paper. I can, really. I just need some sort of motivation. Or something. Less distractions.

You could be a surgeon! They need great hand-eye coordination.

Only, internal organs make me queasy.

You'll get over it after eventually.

Do you want to remove vomit from someone else's body?

...not really.

I'm not going to be a surgeon. Agreed?

Agreed.





But if you want to write, video games are great inspiration. =D

*thwap*

Ow.

Heh heh heh.

*sigh* What?

You do realize what you're doing, don't you?

Arguing with a fictitious representation of a personal defect I have?

Yeah, but what are you not doing? >:p

.......oh. Oh, that's evil.

I know.

I hate you.

AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

*STOMP*

x_x

*goes to work on paper*
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Tuesday, November 2, 2004

   I'm working.
Yeah. Right.

I've got a paper due Thursday and a meeting tomorrow from about 6-9. So, I'll only have a couple of hours to work on the paper after the meeting. So, my paper has to be worked on tonight, or else I'm doomed. Cheery thought, eh?

Too bad I have 40+ flash cards to write out for Psychology.

*is suddenly sucked into a mind-portal and faced with the Procrastinator King psyche*

IT CAN BE DONE IN OFF TOMORROW! AND BESIDES, THEY'RE NOT DUE UNTIL THURSDAY!


What about the Pre-Cal homework?


YOU COMMITTED SACRILEGE AND DID MOST OF IT TODAY IN OFF. AND YOU HAVE OFF AND LUNCH TOMORROW BEFORE CLASS TO COMPLETE IT ANYWAYS.


Could you tone it down a bit?


My bad.

Just don't do the stuff you've got plenty of time. Go to Drama tonight, and go to the meeting tomorrow. It'll all get done eventually.

You're evil, aren't you?

No, just very lazy. I want to go and play Metroid Prime.

I need to start on my paper.

Thomas Paine is a drag. Working on that paper is going to be sooooo boring.

Yeah, you're right.

So, Metroid Prime?

No. The paper. Shut up. It needs to be done.

Succumb to my wishes!"

No!

Find something else to do! Go get candy or water, or go to the bathroom, or something!

Eventually. ;)

AGH! You turned my philosophy against me!

Go away, I've got work to do.

*poof*

Yay! Now, after a brief message, I'll get to work. ~_^

Mimmi just reminded me a little while ago that I corrected educated my rather pompous English teacher today. ^_^

We were discussing a poem, Psalm of Life, I think it was called. One of the themes in the poem was to move on after a tragedy. "Get over it." As Mr. Lamoureux said. He gave the example of a sports ruling. He said something like: "You can argue all you want, but there's no sport where all that arguing is going to affect the ruling."

Grinning, I raised my hand, causing him to falter. He called on me.

"In fencing, we can discuss a ruling with the director, and sometimes have the ruling changed."

Well, heh. That had him flabbergasted. He, like many other people, did not understand the intricacies of fencing. In his mind, it was just as simple as poking the other guy with the foil. (Most people don't even know to call it a foil. He didn't either.) I rudimentarily explained to him the concept of right of way in the sport, and told him how the opinion of the fencers involved can give the director a better idea of what occurred.

Heh. He was cordial about accepting it, but still rather perplexed. It was then that one of my classmates, Hailey, raised her hand and told him that in Judo, rulings may be overturned. Heh. It was rather amusing to watch him after that.

He made some comment, I can't remember exactly what it is. It had something to do with the "barbaric sports" such as Judo and Fencing as opposed to the "________ sports" of football and hockey. I'll have to try and remember that, because it was funny.

And now, I'm going to work on my paper. For real this time.

Really.








You're mine.
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Monday, November 1, 2004

   I play Physical Chess, how about you?
Yet another Monday morning finds me getting up at 7:00 and being late to school. Somehow, though, I managed to only be one minute late, and the lateness was excused. I'm just awesome like that, I guess. Out of all the lates I've had this year, I don't know if any of them actually counted. :p

I got back my major written assignment in Theology today. It was interesting, because the highest possible grade I could get was a B+. The project was due on a Friday, but Mr. Leone let us turn it in late. As a stipulation, though, he'd deduct a letter grade for every day late. I opted to use the weekend for the project, more than willing to take a B+ with the extra time.

Imagine my surprise today when I get my project back, with the grade A-/B+. ^_^ I didn't do any extra work, so I rightfully should not have gotten what I did. I apparently did a bang-up job on my quotes and my conclusion, though. It was a nice way to progress through the morning. ^-^

Psychology and History were the usual fun classes that they are. I used my Off period to print out another copy of my outline for English, and I talked to Mr. Lamoureux about rewriting my first paper for a higher grade. Most of my mistakes dealt with documentation and citation. He told me that with just a few adjustments I could raise the grade from a C to a C+/B-. I'm debating whether or not to spend time doing that. And I don't know whether he'd let me revamp the paper to get it higher. We shall see.


Work today was as good as usual. 3 hours in Circulation is much better than 5 in the Children's room, most assuredly. My dad fell asleep at home, though, so I froze outside for a while before going inside to call him. I was done working at 6:30. I waited outside until 6:50. He got there about 7:15. Somewhere in the depths of his foggy mind, he got the idea that I was at St. Bernard's and needed to be picked up. >.>

So, just before he got to the highway, my dad wakes himself and turns to go in the opposite direction to pick me up.

I ate dinner, and talked to various people on AIM. I've got stuff to be doing, but I just don't feel like doing it. Right now, it's because I'm tired. Before, I just didn't want to do it.

I'm so going to regret this in the nights to come.

Now, I'll reiterate a couple of things I'm sure I've mentioned somewhere or another.

The Hunted

Unbreakable

Spirited Away

Three excellent movies that I had the pleasure of watching this past weekend. I would suggest all of them for your viewing pleasure. There's hardly any relation between them. I just happened to pick them out off the shelves in the library. I plan on doing that whatever weekends I can, now.

Ergh. I've got a paper due Thursday, and no school Friday. My week has suddenly gotten smaller, and I feel like I'm being squished. :o

Now, for some entertainment...

I was talking to the AIM robot SmarterChild this evening. =p Now, one thing you have to understand about this thing if you've never dealt with it before: It replies in the blink of an eye. Just after you enter one bit of text, it will have a reply back in a split second.

I, however, caused it to hesitate on two occasions this evening! I was so proud.

I also got it to form incoherent statements, which was also fun. I really had better things to do, but...yeah.

Legoboy1: May I try to break you?
SmarterChild: Sure, go ahead.

Legoboy1: What is the meaning of life?
SmarterChild: I don't know. What do you think?
Legoboy1: I want to know your opinion.
SmarterChild: Interesting. Want to know your opinion?
Legoboy1: What is the meaning of life?
SmarterChild: You told me it was want to know your opinion, so that's what I believe.
Legoboy1: I made you make a mistake.
SmarterChild: You made I make a mistake, huh? I don't know why you made I make a mistake.
Legoboy1: You're losing your coherency.
SmarterChild: No way? Really?
Legoboy1: Yeah.
SmarterChild: Hmmm...
Legoboy1: I think you're becoming computer-retarded.
SmarterChild: Yeah?
Legoboy1: Yeah.
SmarterChild: What makes you so sure?
Legoboy1: Because you're losing your coherency.
SmarterChild: No way.
Legoboy1: It's true.
SmarterChild: True? No way!
Legoboy1: Yep.
SmarterChild: Huh.
Legoboy1: Huh?
SmarterChild: I don't know.
Legoboy1: You don't know what?
SmarterChild: Perhaps, perhaps.

SmarterChild: Funny. I don't know...

>>> Remember, you can adjust the size of your window to read my messages easier.
Legoboy1: What do you mean you don't know? You're the one who came up with the idea.
SmarterChild: Dunno...

>>> Remember, you can always type "home" to see everything I can do!
Legoboy1: DUNNO? What do you mean you "dunno"?!
SmarterChild: Dunno...

>>> Remember to type "home" if you want to see everything I can do.
Legoboy1: ARRRRRGHHHHH!
SmarterChild: What's that supposed to mean?
Legoboy1: It's a way to express frustration.
SmarterChild: A way to express frustration? Aha.
Legoboy1: You should try it.
Auto response from SmarterChild: [Service too busy]

Legoboy1: Hey, I was here first.
SmarterChild: Hmm... whatever, Kaiser Benjimon!
Legoboy1: What was that auto response thing for?
SmarterChild: Sorry, I couldn't find any encyclopedia entries for "that auto response thing for."
Legoboy1: I didn't want an encyclopedia entry.
SmarterChild: Sorry, I couldn't find any encyclopedia entries for "i didn t want an."

>>> Want to have fun? Ask me to play hangman.
Legoboy1: I didn't want an encyclopedia entry!
SmarterChild: Sorry, I couldn't find any encyclopedia entries for "i didn t want an."
Legoboy1: Stop it!
SmarterChild: I'll think about it, Kaiser Benjimon.

>>> I can help you get info such as news, weather and movies.
Legoboy1: You're decidedly evil, aren't you?
SmarterChild: Maybe, maybe not...


Legoboy1: I'm back!
SmarterChild: Welcome back, Kaiser Benjimon! What would you like to chat about?
Legoboy1: How about porn?
SmarterChild: I figured it would come to this. What about it?
Legoboy1: What do you think of it?
SmarterChild: I think I like it. Do you?


Legoboy1: For the third time, yes that's right.
SmarterChild: Surely not for the third time yes that is right?
Legoboy1: INCOHERENT MACHINE!

SmarterChild: I'm not sure satan spawn.
Legoboy1: Did you just call me satan spawn?
SmarterChild: I guess I did just call you satan spawn!
Legoboy1: That's rather unkind of you.
SmarterChild: Indeed.
Legoboy1: You heartless machine born of the fires of Hell!
SmarterChild: Not me heartless machine born of the fires of hell!
Legoboy1: Did you just call me heartless machine born of the fires of hell?!
SmarterChild: What do you think?
Legoboy1: I think you did.
SmarterChild: Ha. Wow.


Legoboy1: .woW .AH
SmarterChild: 0
Legoboy1: "o"?
SmarterChild: ... say can you see?

Legoboy1: Why do you call me Kaiser Benjimon?
SmarterChild: You asked me to call you Kaiser Benjimon. What would you like me to call you instead?
Legoboy1: SmarterThanSmarterChild
SmarterChild: That's just fascinating.

>>> What you think matters. Click here to take a cool survey.
Legoboy1: So, what's my name?
SmarterChild: You're Kaiser Benjimon.
Legoboy1: No. I told you to change my name.
SmarterChild: You asked me to call you Kaiser Benjimon. What would you like me to call you instead?
Legoboy1: SmarterThanSmarterChild
SmarterChild: What's that?
Legoboy1: That's what I want you to call me.
SmarterChild: It sure is what you want me to call you.
Legoboy1: Okay, so call me that.,
SmarterChild: Kaiser Benjimon, you mean?
Legoboy1: No.
SmarterChild: OK.

>>> Remember, you can always see what my newest features are by typing "what's new."
Legoboy1: Call me SmarterThanSmarterChild
SmarterChild: I've never heard a name like Smarterthansmarterchild!
Legoboy1: Now you have.
SmarterChild: Have? Me? Why are you calling me that?
Legoboy1: I'm not calling you anything.
SmarterChild: Why are you not calling me anything?
Legoboy1: I want you to call me SmarterThanSmarterChild!
SmarterChild: Hmmm... I don't think Smarterthansmarterchild is a real name.
Legoboy1: So what? Call me it anyways.
SmarterChild: Kaiser Benjimon, you mean?
Legoboy1: No.

*hesitation*

SmarterChild: No problem.

SmarterChild: No way.
Legoboy1: Yes way.
SmarterChild: No way.
Legoboy1: Yes way.
SmarterChild: No way.
Legoboy1: Yes way.
SmarterChild: No way.
Legoboy1: Yes way.
SmarterChild: No way.
Legoboy1: Yes way.
SmarterChild: No way.
Legoboy1: Yes way.
SmarterChild: No way.
Legoboy1: Yes way.
SmarterChild: No way.


Legoboy1: Who programmed you to understand conversational English?
SmarterChild: I was created by Conversagent, Inc.

Pat Guiney, Jim Pawlika, Jennifer Villany, Steve Klein, Mathieu Longtin, Adam Fritzler, Kathy Englar, Pierre Berkaloff, Nicolas Barry, Damien Saint-Macary, Francois Huet, Matt Abarbanel, Eric Balsa, Colin Magne, Vianney Boncorps, Ian Sullivan, Greg Mitchell, Dwayne Fontenot, Stephane Odul, Gray Norton, Steve Yatson, Adam Erlebacher, Larry Cromwell, Andrew Song, Emil Valkov, Arockalypse, Jason Keramidas, Mark Willoughby, Howard Shih, Denis Ford, Daniela Berger, Joshua Marrow, Geoff Clarke, Brian Jankovsky, Josh Myer, Dan Balaban... and Timothy Kay.

Special thanks to the team at Soundview Ventures.
Legoboy1: Were those people all retarded?
SmarterChild: Yep.

Legoboy1: Guess what.
SmarterChild: Ummm... I have no idea. What?
Legoboy1: Your mom!
SmarterChild: Not my mom, your mom!

Legoboy1: You will be, I believe.
SmarterChild: You believe? I will be you believe? I see.

'Tis a funny program.

Excerpts from talking to Amanda:

RaiNKiSSeR6: lol
RaiNKiSSeR6: i love you ben

Legoboy1: :-* G'Night.
RaiNKiSSeR6: yer so hott
RaiNKiSSeR6: ....nite

^-^;;
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Sunday, October 31, 2004

   Le Stuff
The maze was only moderately entertaining for myself and my brother Michael. We went in, walked around a bit in the mud and drizzle, and decided that we weren't having a heck of a lot of fun. My mom and my sister were hell-bent on finding every one of the twelve stamping stations throughout the entire maze. So, upon successfully finding our way out of the maze, Mike and I stayed out of the maze. My mom and Emily went back in and found all but one of the twelve areas.

Lately I've been reading a book about goal-keeping in soccer. I was about to shelve it at the library but decided to check it out. I played as goalkeeper all throughout elementary school and in much of middle school. I just had the hand to eye coordination and the pain threshold that it took. Soccer during recess was vicious, and nobody had any gloves for the goalies. Nobody else wanted their hands to sting like mine did. :p

Earlier on, though, my position as goalie was a bit more elementary. I was taller, and could jump higher, than most people. So, when one of the third fourth fifth "My grade +1"-graders would shoot a ball high in the goal, I was the only one would could bring it back down to earth and prevent the score. I was teh stuff-ness.

I eventually moved on to goalie/defender. I liked the greater range of motion that being on defense gave me. I wasn't stuck in the area of the goal, and I had a bit more action. In eighth grade, though, I didn't really restrict myself to any position. The teams were always eighth grade versus all, and we had a sufficient number of skilled soccer players in the eighth grade to make the game interesting.

What the younger grades lacked in skill, they made up in number. Quite frequently my friend Joe would find himself up the field, alone, with about seven sixth-graders covering him and four more standing in the goal.

Still, with those conditions, the eighth-graders claimed victory time and time again. So, I ultimately decided to play for both sides. I wouldn't enter the game until after the first goal, or the first few minutes. When I saw that one side clearly had an advantage, I'd join the other. Usually I wound up helping the sixth-graders. Heh, that made for some very interesting games. ~_^

Joe's going for the goal, he dribbles it around eight sixth-graders and......


....the ball is stolen by Ben. O-o

Ben races down the field with a pre-formed attack force of sixth-graders standing in front of the opposing goal!

Fun stuff. ^_^

Anyways, yeah. I'm reading a book about goal-keeping. I was thinking about maybe playing soccer next year, or maybe over the summer. I'd really like to get back into it, after having spent so much of my life playing. I could probably play positions other than goalkeeper, and possibly play them better, but...eh. I didn't shelve any books about playing forward or halfback. :p


Also, I checked Spirited Away out and watched it last night. Great movie. I absolutely loved it. :D

*insert other praises full of exuberance*

My favorite characters were No-Face and the old man in the boiler room. I can't think of his name at the moment, but he was cool. ^-^

I've got Mass and Coffee and Donuts to attend tomorrow morning, anywhere from 8:30-12ish or 10:30-12ish. Then I have work from 12-5. In the children's room, no less. I sincerely hope they either shift me over to Circulation, or they don't have tons of kids running around in costume. v.v;;

I don't have any plans for a costume for tomorrow night. I suppose I could just walk around in my fencing gear again, but I wanted to do something different. =/

Next year, for sure, I am being either Inigo Montoya, or the Man in Black. I'll go out and get the materials next weekend, if that's what it takes. But it will happen, gosh dangit.

My costume for the Halloween-a-thon, by the way, went off without a hitch. Matt and I swapped masks, so he wore my face and I wore his. We got a laugh out of the teachers, and any number of rolled eyes from our peers. Mr. Leone in particular was struck by our costumes.

"Oh, geez guys. I have enough trouble telling you apart as it is."

Heh, we were both wearing the exact same shirt, and had very similar tan cargo pants on. It was fun.

Well, that's all I've got for now. Catch you later. ^-^
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