This was a fun day. Apparently Scibetta got sick? Because I'm trying not to wake him up from a diseased slumber here. I get owned by some wire, people are not pleased with liver, and Taylor gets a vaporizer. All in all, a great Monday, April 19, 2010.

Day 60

This morning was a morning involving, among other things, a breakfast of cream of wheat and popovers (I put too much syrup of the cream of wheat instead of brown sugar), a bad news report from Sarah, a jam session in History wherein we listened to Blowin' in the Wind, The Times They Are A-Changin', Fortunate Son, Ohio, Eve of Destruction, and For What It's Worth and discussed their impact on/reflections of the mood of the country in the 60s.

After that, I wrote my English essay, ignoring a Precalc study session to work on that. I finished and went back home to get a flash drive, and stopped to play some guitar. I stopped when I heard Cedar crying. Hoping I didn't wake her up, I creeped out the back stairs. It turns out I didn't wake her; Comfort was taking her and Rowan for a walk. Lunch was liver and onions, pizza, and rolls. I had a salad with too much dressing, several rolls, some pizza slices, and a few blondie bars. I had two bites of Megan K's liver, and it was just bland. It had a texture of steak, in that it split with bites. The flavor was non-existant, though David, Matt and Megan hated it.

In Science Hike I went to my site, took two videos of me narrating possible histories, drew a shoddy map, and ran about jumping from bank to bank. I threw a stick in the brook and followed it down. I jumped a bit short twice and got wet, so I headed back to Miles to change. I walked back solo, unlike going out, where I walked with Hallie, Kemi, David and Rafi. On my walk back I was walking along when all of a sudden I hit a strong, thin barrier below my ribs. It was barbed wire. That was funny how I didn't see it.

I got back to Miles and saw Rafi going in, changed my pants quietly so not to wake the sleeping, sick Sam S. Jake did, though. I got my laundry bag ready, but couldn't put it in due to the machines being full. Walking back to school wearing my Killers T-shirt, I had a small 'fight' with Jay: sweatshirt vs. rake. I saw mom and dad had written me emails when I got to school. In Spanish I was very tired, with no real reason. Anika, Megan K and I crafted dialogues for the twins in our story, which I learned was written in 1981.

In E. Sci. Pat gave us an in-class about global warming. I did alright for the first part I wrote, involving increases in greenhouse gases and those effects, but when I got to ocean currents my words became crazier. It was some wondering, so maybe he'll like that. Dinner was mac and cheese, peas and ham, which I ate with Aidan, Jimmy, Zoe RA, Hallie, and Susie, Cole, and Hazel. It was a fun table: Jimmy and I traded Miles jokes, and told Hallie about Drinking Problem. Sick band. Afterward, I listened to Toxicity while Hallie told me about Maude Tisch. I friended her; we have a small wall dialogue going, since we are born on the same day and all.

I reprinted my English essay, since Jack did not like my improper use of an m-dash—it was in the first two words, which he circled and didn't read the rest—and then went home to read History. Taylor got his vaporizer, so he, Maddy, Isaac and I had some fun testing those out. Taylor shot Isaac dead in the back of the head, which started a chase. I took lots of music from Sam S with David, listened to David Gilmour in Dansk [Great album. He still has the same great voice he did way back when with Pink Floyd.] during the morning and tried to get the album artwork to show (to no avail, alas). Yea, that's about it... other than filming commercials for the Bildner/Wong campaign 2010, and various Miles shenanigans, not much else happened.