It is the night before Christmas, and I am out in Connecticut with the family (including Uncle Lloyd). We have been practicing our pageant, which mainly consists of a variety of "instruments" (I play the digital drumsticks) to songs like "Happy Days Are Here Again" and "Battle Hymn of the Republic". Today we went sporting clay shooting. I shot miserably, because, I think, my thoughts are on other things like my final, final interview with a company.
On better news, I got top marks in the class where I presented my laundry service business plan. I also "met" Johnny Knoxville at ACE Bar the other night.
I also spent the last week meeting up with all of my friends in New York, which was great. I leave the day after tomorrow to go up to Boston to see Bethany's family.
Merry Christmas!
On better news, I got top marks in the class where I presented my laundry service business plan. I also "met" Johnny Knoxville at ACE Bar the other night.
I also spent the last week meeting up with all of my friends in New York, which was great. I leave the day after tomorrow to go up to Boston to see Bethany's family.
Merry Christmas!

