It's All About the Benjamins

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Well, these days, there’s not a lot going on that I care about recounting. I went on Aaron’s club’s spring retreat last night, and stayed in a makeshift ent created from a tarp and truckbed; it was quite refreshing.

Oh, yeah, so, apparently, there’s some children’s choir from Colorado or somesuch that has been visiting campus Thursday. Normally I wouldn’t particularly care about this kind of crap; but, I went to bed according to the Lamb Standard Dorm Sleeping Procedure as usual, but woke up Friday morning confronted with evidence that there had been kids sleeping on the floor of my room that night.

Whiskey tango foxtrot, over.

Anyhow, I guess Brad or whatever is on the floor right now asleep, but, uh, hey, guess what– this is my room and I’ll stay up all hours of the night writing blog entries and listening to Jean Meilleur, I’ll just do it with my snazzy Sony headphones on and the lights off.