Cough. Cough. I said...and boy are my arms tired... cough. cough.

Quote of the day:

"Metrosexual is just a rest stop on the highway to homo. Kyle? He took the expressway."

The bird flu is contagious.

My computer caught a couple of viruses. Luckily for me, the only thing the viri got a look at was a couple of annotated bibliographies and a lot of free porn. No really, viri is the correct pluralization of virus. In the biblical sense.

Ha ha.

Just kidding.

About the annotated bibliographies.

(cricket chirps). (cough). (spit hocking). (laundry machine spin cycle whirring).

In other news of the day. Mom sent a care package for me, which she likes to do on occasion. The roomies like to have a look when I open the box up and have a laugh at what's inside. Usually it's stuff like dried squid, wasabi-covered peas, ma po tofu sauce in a box, mochi mix, even freeze-dried sticky rice . Sometimes I have to call her cuz I don't even know what the stuff is. Which, methinks, is the reason she sends it.

Always at the bottom is my high school alumni magazine. I like to read it and then fall into a deep depression. It's my thing. I own it.

This time around there were the usual, "what's new at Punahou?" Apparently they've got this whole study abroad thing going on. Study abroad in high school? Yep. There's a class: Art History in Europe summer school class where they study art history for a couple of weeks on campus and then head over to Rome, Florence, Sienna, Venice, Paris and London to live it up for a month or so. There's a group picture in front of the Louvre and the teacher is not only obviously homosexually-inclined but a hottie.

Methinks it should be crossreferenced in the course listing book: Arts: Art History in Europe (see also Psychosocial Education: Introduction to Hit That Homosexuality Running, see also Social Studies/Service Learning: Gay Paris, More Gay than Paris).

Also in the curriculum. Middle School: interdisciplinary study of flight including lessons in physics, the history of flight, an actual flight simulator, orienteering and the like. I guess that $15,000 a year is going to something. $15,000/year for K-12? Yep. I'm out.

This season's Bulletin was mostly about this summer's Class Reunions. Shit. I forgot this was my 10 year reunion. I don't feel so bad. Out of 400 in our graduating class, only 70 or so showed up. I'd have gone, but I'm not that invested. Which classes had more people there? 1985, 1980, 1975, 1965, 1960 and 1955. Damn. Then again, I either don't recognize or can't name more than half of the people in my class's picture. Check that. More than half.