I was minding my business today eating a hot pocket when, "HA!" A string of cheese lunges from the hot pocket and latches onto my bottom lip. I screamed in agony as I attempted to wrestle the beast to the ground but during the 2 second fight, it burned my lower lip. Alas, I now have a retarded looking lower lip until it heals. What's worse? No one's offered to kiss it to make it better ... ;-)

True story by the way. The cheese said, "NOW!" and attacked. I'm burned. It hurts still. I'll have to walk around sad all day tomorrow (today) so no one will notice the lip of burnage.

So about how the meteorologists continue to prove that they have no clue what's going on. For those that have watched the Robin Williams: Live on Broadway act, I must say that Robin could have been more general about what those weather people know and it would have still worked. They seriously don't have a clue what's going on. God's just like, "haha ... fooled you" and we're like, "blast it all!" That's the dialogue between us and God ... only there is no actual speaking and I made it all up in my head. Other than that ... verbatim.

So theoretically Saturday I will be going to see Phantom of the Opera with Gretchen, Dave, Tiff, and myself (yes, I'm coming to see it with me ...). Others are welcome to come but you'll have to pay to get in. I'm hoping the 4 of us will be able to go see it for free though ... I asked Jeff and he said he'd talk to the manager about it so I'll ask tomorrow to see what can be done. (I don't like paying for movies when I can help it).

So remember how I burned my lip today? Well, I decided it would be a good idea to eat popcorn afterwards. That felt really good when the salt and oil made contact with the open flesh wound. Yes sir, I was pleased at my choice in food. That or I was not happy at all. Probably the second one.

So I'm starting a fund called "Collect money for DeSales fund." It's for an anonymous gentleman so he can continue at DeSales instead of going to NCC. I currently have $0 dollars of the $26000 needed. Hmm ... not sure this is going to work out so well. If you wish to give to the fund, drive to Regal and hand money to Dave. He'll appreciate all donations. Please use the biggest bills possible. In more seriousness, sorry to hear about the problem Dave. We still think you rule though.

By "we" I mean "I" because I'm the only one that writes here. Did you know that I can actually make a community blog for people to post to? Yeah, it's some sort of feature that blogger has. You can post as a group on one singular blog and each sign off with the different names. For instance, if Gretchen, Tiff, Dave, and I all posted to a single blog, it would be signed by the different people. I think it's a cool idea but it could get really hectic if people actually wanted to read just a single person's thoughts without the others. I suppose that's why people do the individual ones AND the group ones. Ya know? I know. What?

I'm in a somewhat strange mood this evening. I feel like being silly but there is no one to be silly with. Everyone's gone off to bed and I'm stuck sitting here with a burnt lip and heavy eyes.

I work in 13 hours or so. Chuck A. is not coming in as originally planned so I will be stuck upstairs. I guess that's alright though because I'm not going to want to deal with customers if I can help it. That's for sure. Yeah, I'm pretty sure.

I don't think I mentioned this but I got a Livestrong yellow wrist band thing now. It's pretty sweet and supportive. This should last longer than the ribbon magnet that was stolen from my trunk. :: sighs ::

Professional semester continues to approach. I look forward to this semester yet don't at the same time. I'm concerned that I will suck at teaching or I'll just not even be interested when I get to the 2-week field experience. Ahh! I heard it was pretty simple though so maybe I'll get a 4.0 this semester for enjoyment.

Oh no! My friends I've just made this past year have gone ahead and become seniors! You know what that means? It means they'll be leaving me in the fall! AHH! I know not all of them are seniors but most and that means ... AHH! I'm going to be lonely again next fall :-( Those that are left here ... be prepared for an overdose of Chuck. :: giggles :: :: chuckles :: LOOK! My name in laughter form! (I said this to Dave [well ... something similar] recently and I thought I'd pass it along to prove how lame I can really be).

Alright, that's enough out of you. Me? Yes, you. Time for bed! Have a good night.