Weekend of Day of Labor
Not entirely uneventful. As some may know, I didn’t go to TBI this year. Minor bummer…
On Friday, Dustin and Sam came over, and we chilled (as in Jello).
On Saturday, I don’t really remember accomplishing much of anything.
On Sunday, my family drove up to Highlands, NC. We hiked and ate an overpriced lunch.
Today, I labored in the yard, rode J.Rowl’s motorcycle, and ate fish for lunch with Tina and Bo.
I’d be nice if I had something concrete to work towards, rather than successively pointless tests, quizzes, and similar assessments of academic achievement.
I think I’m getting carpal tunnel.
