- Volleyball: We are still losing. But you should come watch us anyways! It's a grand ole time. HEY HOMETOWNERS, I'm at North Manchester THIS Saturday at 6, come by to see the game! It's about as close as we'll be to the Chicago area this season.
- School: Still here, despite wishing to the contrary.
- Grades: With a lil rounding up, I'm at a solid four-oh, y'all.
- Work: Um, the candy is good. Laffy Taffy jokes'll keep you going.
- Time: Not quite enough of it, and it's flying by.
- Sleep: I'm still really good at it. It's a skill I've been working on. I've even got the maid beat now. No more waking Err up at 9 on a WEDNESDAY. No sir. Dead to the world.
**Edit as per request**
Dad, in plain English: The bloody maid comes in at 9 O'CLOCK on Wednesday mornings to clean our rooms. I, therefore, am snug in my bed at such an ungodly hour; and am rudely awakened by said maid. BUT, I have defeated the system. Either 1) I get up BEFORE she comes in so that I can give her my old sheets and get new ones - and maybe even have her make it for me, gotta love maids - or 2) I sleep RIGHT THROUGH her vacuuming and other noisy activities. Obviously, I prefer the latter, and I have it down pat now. Unfortunately, the housekeeper won't change sheets when I am wrapped up in them. There, all clear now? See you guys on Saturday!