Thursday, November 03, 2005
God, forgive us.
It's been an incredibly long day. A strenuous lecture with a blind woman this morning, afternoon class about Western European immigration policy (who knew they had such a thing?!) and then to cap it off with a few drinks at Sgt. Preston's circa November, 3005. We don't have a clue what's going on at this point but we might as well pack it in and head to this weekend's wedding in Cedar Rapids, IA. Do you still have high school friends? What is it like to spend the next 48 hours with people you remember sledding down a cold forest runway in the white pile of Winter? Those who made up 100% of the first 18 years of your life. Can you smell rubber melting on the linoleum?
Ames High School lost last night in the first round of the 4A playoffs to Dowling Catholic 31-24. Goddamn, if we don't return to glory before the end of times.