Eating a bowl of Cream of Tomato soup at 4Bs in Missoula. This is a very Missoula event.
Also noted today was that the days are getting longer, so long that at 5 a.m. the morning bird is singing. I guess summer really is here. In fact, the lilacs are already blooming. This is positive news for lilac lovers like my roommate and I, but extremely negative news for any plant matter that wants to live through the month of July or August. It's an early summer, and it's already dry.
A long night of memorizing Spanish awaits me.
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fter pretty much taking the in-my-face with a bullhorn screaming hint that Tuesdays are going to suck, no matter what, for the last three weeks, I decided to hole up in my house and sleep most of the day.
While seeking refuge from the clear hate and anger that awaited me outside, I did some homework, including writing a five minute presentation for Spanish, written in Spanish, to be spoken in front of my entire Spanish Class. This looks to be an enormous challenge. I'm titling the presentation, "The story of how the Montana Kaimin destroyed my life." I have lots to talk about on this subject.
Good luck with Spanish! Finance to me is like Spanish to you -- lame.
Even though we never got to hang out that much outside of classes and the internet, it kind of hit me that we'll probably never see each other again. ChrisRodkey.com has become a part of my life. But it will remain with me whereever I go, fortunately :)
Take care, kiddo. See you at graduation.