Me? How kind of you to ask...
Pentecost has come and gone, and was one of the best things ever. John and Joe came up from St. Louis to see it. John stayed an extra day to go to Disco (The guy over whose left shoulder he appears is François. He gave me an A in French Speaking. Real class act.), which was, by all accounts, "the shit."
My family came down from home as well. This time my dad didn't go to the party (read: 10/11/03), which is a real shame because everyone—and even I, to some extent—wanted him to make an appearance. He explained his absence in a message on the whiteboard outside my room: "'The Professor' was called away for an important seminar and meeting of intelligent minds. He will return some day."
Josh may let me take care of his car for break. It's a BMW. Oh man!
My e-mail is still in the process of being de-loused. It's a slow process.
Peace.
-Todd
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