Mom, I haven't posted here in a while because my life was boring and now it is less boring. Elizabeth got mad and me and freaked out, so I had to write something to keep her happy. I started school yesterday and I am taking 3 math classes and an evolution class. I know what you are thinking about the 3 math classes and it is going to be sweet. I have like 5 people in all of my classes and I just sit around and listen to them act like they are really smart and get shut down by the professor. I just sit and laugh. I wrote about evolution before and that will be interesting for me to be in that class with a bunch of people who think that we came from black holes. I don't think the class will be about black holes, so that is why I am in it. I will be able to listen to how things evolve because it is obviously fact, but I will have a few days where I want to shoot myself in that class. I started my new job today at the gym at COCC. I worked a 3 hour shift and worked for literally 15 minutes. I sit around at a desk while people come and get towels from me and ask me random questions that I pretend to know the answer to. I get paid $9.20 an hour to do nothing, it is my dream job. I wish I didn't need to be in school to have this job becuase I would drop out of school and turn it into my career. I haven't heard anything about the freshman coaching job as far as applying and interviewing, but I have had some random people that would only know from talking to Reid that have said that they heard that I was doing it, so I feel better about that. I know that wasn't entertaining like it is supposed to be, but I thought you guys might like to know.

I was flying home from California today (on an airplane, I don't know what else I would be on, but I don't want to lose anyone) after visiting my girlfriend Sean who many people who read this do not know and we can talk about it later if you are interested. I went into the lavatory while we were in flight. I go in and turn around to lock the door and notice that there is a sign on the door that says "Any tampering of smoke detector will result in a $2200 fine" or something along those lines. Then I look down a little bit further and it says "There is no smoking on this plane" and little pictures of cigarettes with a slash through them. Then I look down a little bit further and there it was, right before my eyes...a slot for your cigarette butts. Perfect! Why are the airlines telling these addicts not to smoke, but providing them with everything they need to do it (ventilation system through the toilet and an ash tray). It is like giving a crack addict a pipe and telling him not to smoke, when chances are he has crack on him. I am not mad or anything because I don't really care, but is there honestly a reason for that? I am home safe now and after the cigarette in the lavatory I am way more relaxed, but I just thought that everyone should be aware of the culture we live in.