So I have been told that I am bad at the posting game. You know, the game where I tell you what’s going on in my life? Yeah. Well, I’m a busy busy guy. I have books to read (namely Elements of Style [grammar], A Guy’s Gotta Eat [nutrition], and Now You’re Talking [ham radio]), MP3s to tag (only about 9 gigs of them that need to be tagged at the moment), files to organize; if you’ve ever had a folder on your desktop called (get this!) “desktop” then you will know what I mean. I actually have a folder called “desktop” wherein resides a lot of files and a folder called “desktop” wherein resides even more files and a folder called “desktop” wherein resides YET MORE files and a folder called “desktop” (last one, I swear) wherein resides…a shit ton of files. And that’s just on my main end-user machine. I still have to organize the files on my laptop, also. In addition to that, I have a language to learn: French. Yes monsieurs and mademoiselles (forgive me if I spell incorrectly, we don’t write a whole lot yet) I have elected to abandon Spanish and begin anew with French for my foreign language. It’s a challenge, but it’s fun. Just think, I could have decided to learn an ugly language like German or something. I know, right? Who would want to learn that? I have no idea. In addition to French, I am also taking Abstract Algebra (the last stop in my mystical Math-major-journey) and Computer Networking (the last stop in my magical Computer-Science-major-journey). Yum. Plus I have a workout schedule wherein I lift with Pat 2-3 days per week and I am going to be running with Aaron 3 days per week. Also somewere in there (and I don’t quite know how or where yet) I have found time to keep up with friends and also sleep. I think I might have been doing both at the same time. My brain hurts. I’m hungry. There, I think you’re pretty much up to date.