I was about to go into the gym last night (I was sitting in my car talking on the phone) when I heard tinny music coming from somewhere. It was “The Middle” by Jimmy Eat World, so I guess it wasn’t exactly creepy music, but the fact that I couldn’t find its source was pretty creepy. I got out and went in to the gym. I got home and I could hear the music again in my bedroom. I finally found my walkman radio that I thought was out of batteries was working off and on – I think the thing is messed up.
I am really excited for the end of the semester, the computer classes are starting to drive me nuts and I am ready to go back into communication classes.
Last night I went home teaching. My companion and my home teach-ee spent most of the time talking about deer hunting. I tried to stay focused, but my mind was wandering pretty good, and they say I am into boring stuff? Deer hunting? Lame. I am aware that it is all opinion, but sometimes I find it amazing how different people can be, something that one person is passionate about can be an extreme bore for someone else. I guess it is good that way otherwise the universe would collapse on itself or something.