I'm so glad you did not choose me!

Hear now, O prince, the tale of my Friday, that day most blessed by the gods! I woke up and went through my normal routine, i.e. wake up, take shower, brush teeth, etc., go to library and do homework. After lunch, I went to class, where we talked about bipolar disorder. I've had some experience with bipolar people (those of you who are familiar with the story know exactly what I'm talking about. If you don't know, you probably don't need to know.). After class got out (an hour early! w00t!), I went over to Keith's office for a bit of a chat. We talked about writing, plans after college, the Simpson's, and Futurama. It was neat-o. I then went home. Justin returned from the GRE's, and we immediately set out to go downtown in celebration of his liberation. Our first stop was the theatre, to see about show-times. After determining how much time we had, we went to O'Daugherty's. After a few pints each, we went back to the theatre and saw The Life Aquatic With Steve Zissou. On the whole, it was an enjoyable film, with some excellent comedy, though it was not quite as funny as some of Wes Anderson's other stuff, like Rushmore or Royal Tannenbaums. It's worth checking out, though. After fumbling blindly through my pockets, I found our parking ticket, and we went back to the lair, where I sit now, chronicling the events of the day.