first day of the year (or something)

So I'm back at school and already being ridiculous. Yesterday was probably the most "ridiculous" day that I've had in a while. Well, it was the night that our folk band (thus far remaining unnamed) played for the welcome back party in the Lew. That went over fairly well, but there is a huge pre-story to this semi-crappy story. So this day was the last day of our DP3 training sessions, etc, and we were supposed to have a break from 2:30-4, in which I was going to go to Guitar Center and pick out an acoustic guitar. So me, Fish, Mike, Rachel, and Justin went to check it out. I saw two really nice guitars and was playing both of them, trying to decide between them. it took me a while, but I kind of decided on which one. By this time it was about 3:46, which was 14 minutes before our last session began, and it was about a 15 minute drive. I wanted to leave pretty quickly, but Mike decided to be a little kid and say "But I really wanna show you this new Roland synthesizer guitar hook up sender/reciever extravaganza! (or something along those lines)" And then we waited, and he played with it, and I was impressed, and then we left. so I'm booking down the road, trying to make up for lost time (it's about 3:54 now, possibly later, who knows?) we get to the intersection on Waukegan, and suddenly, a FREAKING FREIGHT TRAIN comes a-chugging down the tracks. All hope of getting to the session on time have just been decimated. So I turned off my car and we listened to "Freight train blues" by Bob Dylan. We got back to school at about 4:17(ish) and I turned off the car (so I thought) and jumped out, locked it, and ran to my session. As the night progressed, I looked into my pocket and didn't see my keys. I was like, "huh." I tried to find them, but could not. After searching for them a few more times, I realized they were lost. This was about 7 o'clock. There was really nothing I could do, though, because our set was at about 8:30, so I would worry about them later. At 7:15, a security guard comes into the Lew and announces that there is a Honda Accord (two door, wisconsin plates, yeah MY CAR) running in the Carlson lot with the keys locked inside. I just freaked, mostly because I realized that I was a moron. I got my keys out since I had a spare key, and then we played our set and it was pretty good.

so today was the start of my classes, and stuff like that. I feel that today has nothing on yesterday, so I don't really know what to write. I'm going to call Grace three times, and I got a score of 452,300 on Duck Hunt. Thats about it.