I don't think there's any point in me trying anymore. So Wednesday was the start of a new class. We've had this class before…..

You can fill in the blanks with all the computer and food problems we had. I'm still amazed I can operate a motor vehicle without maiming myself. Now having no computer or reference materials at hand, I'm trying to lead a conference call discussion for an hour. Actually, I didn't do that bad, but ended up with more work after all was said and done. Ugh.

Of course I have to drive back down to Fuquay. I get a good bit of discussion and work done there and then out to a late lunch with Kim. We had a good time, but between the two of us and our special orders, I thought the poor waiter was going to lose it. But he dug his own hole when he started discussing "When Harry Met Sally".

Back to Cary. Not much fun there, but I manage to get by. Time for a workout. This goes surprisingly well actually and then I'm off to see what's going on for the evening. Nothing. Everyone bailed on going out and eventually the best plan was to hit the mall.

This actually turned out to be a bad plan as the number of jailbait possibilities was alarming. We return home, watch some odd sitcoms and eventually just go home. I have to check on a few things then go to bed so I can get up for the GMAT the next day anyway.

These days are really starting to drag. If you were looking for anything funny in this email, tough shit. It hasn't been a good week.

Next up: V-Day or D-Day?