A Weak Return

Like a smoker trying to quite under the influence of having recently returned from a lovely stroll outdoors or seeing a TV ad for pearly white teeth, I too have been recently motivated to start up a sort-of consistent contribution to my sad blog. If that last sentence didn't make very much sense I blame Brooke, who is currently hammering away at her latest victim: the wall, whose sorry cheap plaster somehow isn't holding up the incorrectly sized screws she recently installed to hang her replacement of a closet door (which is actually a curtain BTW). In case you have not had the pleasure of visiting our new abode, it is actually not an apartment, but rather a medium sized closet, for which we however make no complaints about because of its equally close and convenient access to both Church and Liquor Mart. For more information on visits and tours contact me or Brooke. We would be happy to guide you through the 2.76 minutetour. We don't like to take it too fast; you might miss something, like the stacked washer/dryer that is currently shaking down Brooke's medicine cabinet (also another Burgner-conducted installation) or the unreachable cobwebbed high ceilings. But don't get me wrong, it has a cozy affect. Thanks Folwer.

Anyway, as I was saying, I want to write again. I fully admit that I am taking on this task in first week of school, when the hardest task before us is reading through the repetitive disability policies that appear on every syllabus. We'll see how my relationship with my blog shapes up as the semester continues. My past history has shown me to be rather neglectful. I do not wish it to be so, but I do have priorities, as should all of you, my readership of about 12. You have jobs and papers as well, and I would imagine if you are reading my blog it is out of desperate procrastination or boredom. So you should understand when I must take a week to re/prioritize and the blog consequently falls to a lower position on the list.

Well, enough for now. Check back if you want to hear my latest brewing opinions as I indulge in a new year at one of the craziest schools in one of the craziest cities in the country. Could be interesting..... in the meantime try avoiding the east side of the UMC. It doesn't seem to be the luckiest local loitering destination on campus as of late.