I teach an online grammar class for the University of Phoenix. I just finished two classes and I start two more on Monday. So this is my week off. Tonight I plan to celebrate it by eating a big piece of my Mom's birthday cake (oh yeah, happy birthday Mom) while I watch a romantic comedy my parents got in the mail today. I don't know what the title is and I don't even care. I will also probably write a letter to Chris, in boot camp, telling him all about how I'm eating cake with strawberries while he's most likely doing pushups. Heh heh.
I just got a letter from him today and he said that one of the other soldiers who he's buddies with asked him what his favorite part was so far. He thought about it and said that actually, he didn't have a favorite part because it is all so miserable. I hope all you who are considering joining the military take that to heart and consider being taxidermists instead. You still deal with a lot of the same issues.
He did say, however, that he gets to throw a live grenade tomorrow and that might be his favorite pard. Whatever. I could make that in my basement and we could throw it here.
(note: Big Brother, I do not actually know how to make grenades. I was just trying to be funny.)
I don't know why I am still typing. I could be watching my movie. In fact, I'll go right