Second Attempt

This will be my second attempt at writing this blog. I tried once, and the darn thing was deleted.  It's probably because I wrote insensitive things, so this is a good thing.

So this is the third week of No Shave November, and my beard is still growing.  It seems like it isn't getting much thicker, but every couple of days, it looks different.  It finally left the itchy stage, but now its just like short pubes.  I'm probably never going to be a good beard guy.  I am planning on shaving off the beard once December starts, but I want to keep the mustache.  I want a Captain Hook, so I think I'll have to grow the 'stache until January to accomplish that.  My friend Joe Cowan has one, and I am so darn jealous. 

This last weekend was the baptism of my niece Avi, so I went home to Hendo.  I wish that I could have stayed, but My dern choir classes were not cancelled because at real four-year colleges, they don't excuse people before breaks.  I'm about to bash some heads.  On top of that, we're not singing ANY Hannukah music, which gets my goat, and the majority of our songs suck donkey snot.  Christmas concerts should be fun! NOT full of 20-minute-long, clanky, Latin pieces that NO ONE will understand (or like)!  That's almost as bad as having to sit through agonizing five-finger testimony crap. 

One thing that I'm really excited about is my group for Communications. We're a really fun group, and I think we're gonna rock the socks off of our teacher.  It's probably an epic group. 

On the other hand, my project for English blows a little. A lottle. The most. I really don't like it.  It isn't the people, it's the topic, the class, the fact that I just want this stupid semester to be over. 

Oh well. I should just stop bitching and moaning and git 'r done. 

I guess that's all for now.  Happy Thanksgiving everyone! I hope 'tis great for all of you that can eat.

Peace.