So I'm at work, working as hard as I can, since I enjoy employment. Anyway, I think my hands still smell like gun powder. Maybe I'm just smelling things. So, it's 11pm. Almost time to go home and go to sleep. TUrns out that I actually didn't have to write five papers, only four. Anyway, at least I'm ahead of the game. All I have to do is write two more, and I'm finished.

I can't believe that it's March already. Come APril, I have a wedding to attend. May are graduations and then come June or July, not sure which, I have another wedding in Indiana to go to. It seems that my card is pretty much filled for the next couple of months. Would anyone like to go to Indiana with me? I'm driving up there.

I'm trying to talk my mom into taking a trip to Italy or something. No selfish intent involved. Just because I'd have to carry her luggage and stuff doesn't mean anything. I'd be the dutiful son and escort my mother to Italy and thrive on the fact that she would be experiencing a new and wonderful voyage. Pp-shaa!!! I'm in it for me, baby!!! Hell, what better way to see the sights than someone else picking up the tab. I'm a bad son, oh yeah, and I'm just kidding. I think that a trip to Indiana is the only "voyage" she would take. Well, I may talk her into making a detour towards New York state and seeing Niagra Falls or better yet, stopping off at Gettysburg for a night or two. Still, several months away, I may still talk her into Italy. Wish me luck;)