Got my grades. Unfortunately, Heider was wrong; Boedeker isn't dead, unless he posted grades posthumously.

I can't figure out why we had to be at the theater so early the past two days. We only worked a few hours and then were sent home. I would have enjoyed it better had Christa had us come in a little later. Working at 9am does force me to wake up with the rest of civilization, though, and my day doesn't feel completely wasted. However, I napped for two hours this afternoon which kind of defeats the purpose of getting up early.

No work tomorrow. I think I'll try to finish the book I'm reading and get ready for the trip home this weekend. Will have to get a hold of Brother, who was supposed to call me back last Saturday.

Eh.