Rar.

Okay, mostly, this is a good day. I woke up on time, got down to the school in time to have some sushi for lunch. It wasn't /great/ sushi, being from the cafeteria, and I spilt ginger juice and soy sauce on my pants, but it was filling. I went to Communication Skills, where we got a chance to do our first of two graded videotapes, utilizing our communications skills. I actually think that went rather well, and the guy that will be grading it also seemed pleased. And, happily, we discovered that our midterm will be mostly multiple choice and true/false. Yay us!

Some less pleasant things, of course. When I got home, there was a wonderful smell in the air, from my grandfather making barbequed chicken. So he of course told me, in detail, how wonderful it would be and how sad it was that I wasn't having any. I'm quite sure that it would be justified homicide, but I refrained. Instead, I grabbed my little apple, grunted, and retreated from the smell. Of course, since I'm downstairs, I can /still/ smell it.

Anyone wanna take a girl out to a broiled or baked fish dinner? ;)