Blaam!

Ok, I got nothing to say...It's 1:30 in the morning, and I gotta go back for week 5 in 10 hours....fuck. I got to "teach" the E.O. Smith girls B-ball team this week...and I beat up the center. Leg still fucking hurts, but who cares. Right now, I'm so tired, I don't even care. Goodnight...I'll be back in a week, hopefully with something funny like how I was wearing an "emo" shirt and almost committed suicide with a plastic fork...or punching a deer in the face because they suck. Or possibly one of my 14 year old campers burning everything in sight, dropping the N-bomb 30 times in front of the director, stealing a camper's underwear, and breaking a glowstick on all my stuff, and not getting kicked out. Yeah, something like that. Later.