Posted 13:14 by Tycho

Ok, party tonight. Must relax. I'm really worried about how tonight will go. I hope I don't do anything stupid and retarded. We'll find out just how much of a klutz I am later on, I guess.

Getting picked up by Janna at 5:30 to head over to the pre-Thanksgiving festivities. Need to bring: soda, $5 for gas. Plus myself. And clothes. Yes, clothes would be a good thing to remember tonight, it's going to be a little chilly out.

I should be doing my history reading now, because I've got class in about forty minutes, but I need to write an e-mail to someone right now. Ah yes, such joy this is. Just like the sort of joy you get from being kicked in the nuts with a size 13 steel toed boot. Repeatedly. Either way, its the right thing to do and needs to be done.

Aye, I feel like this:

Cannon to right of them,
Cannon to left of them,
Cannon behind them
Volley'd and thunder'd;
Storm'd at with shot and shell,
While horse and hero fell,
They that had fought so well
Came thro' the jaws of Death
Back from the mouth of Hell,
All that was left of them,
Left of six hundred.

Lets raise a toast to the Light Brigade, a cavalry unit that was devastated during the Crimean War during their famous charge. May their strength and honor be reflected in my own actions this day, and every day forth.

Ah...prozium...need some of it....mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm...........