The D Dance
As God is my witness, I shall never take a math class again.
This may be the sweetest my life has ever been.
For those of you to whom it means something, I should be safely in the ever-loving arms of Oak Ridge sometime Thursday afternoon/evening. I ask very few things of this break, and here they are, in no particular order:
- The Life Aquatic With Steve Zissou
I have the house to myself for the next three days. That's another way of saying I'll be dancing around the house naked singing Handel's Messiah at the top of my lungs for the next three days.
Listening to: Pink Martini- Brazil