A good dearth of posts has overcome this place. Gearing up for finals, which aren't actually that hard, then planning a big trip to Atlanta.
Michelle and I took a nap after work tonight while That 70's Show played in the background. After we woke up and the house cooled a bit we cleaned things and did some laundry. We just went on a walk around the neighborhood and discussed some things too.
Tonight I've been singing Gordon Lightfoot's Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald. I can't believe his name is Gordon Lightfoot.