Junior Year: The Year Time Ceased To Exist

This title isn't meant to be depressing, just realistic.

I have zero time for most anything. Sleeping, reading, eating, jogging, playing, and sometimes that includes blogging.

So you'll have to excuse these past two months of absence. (You don't have to though, I'm just asking nicely.)

But it's been a while, hasn't it? Course it has.

Let me fill you in on life, in the form of rhyme:

Camp Scuffy ended, however bittersweet

To Albany I went, my staff to meet

Training ensued, where we learned and we played

And I stood in front of a tower and danced for eight hours

on magical move-in day!

When my voice returned and my limbs stopped screaming

My residents, all forty of them, I started meeting

Most are great and I love 'em all

Just not when they smoke in their rooms, or party in the halls

But that's alright, nothing to do

Except lay down my authority and trust them to be smart

Cause most have common sense in their heart

Theatre's been popping, it's been my scene

Got three big show's going on, know what I mean?

New show opened last night, to some laughs and applause

Actors did well, family enjoyed, then sat and suffered for two more hours

(I know that didn't rhyme, shush)

Next week I get to play a cokehead

And then in December, I avenge my family

Against the Scottish tyrant, Macbeth

Sketchy Characters, my comedy family on campus

Are as awesome as ever. It's a big year

And awesomeness is in the air.

And that's about it. Family is well, school is awesome, job is well, theatre is well and sketchys are great, writing is getting done (eventually ha), and yeah . . . sorry this is so late. I've never been good at keeping a blog. I'll try to be better. Specifics coming soon on specific things!

Happy 50th blog post, Blog!!

-Marty