Back again

For breakfast I’m having the Breakfast of Champions: strawberry pop-tarts and V8. Ella Fitzgerald and Louis Armstrong are singing duets. The sun is shining. I had eight hours of sleep last night and no alarm in the morning. This is how life should be.

Oh wait, I have classes, oral arguments, papers, and tests with which to deal. Leave it to school to mess up my life.

The last few days of Spring Break were just as good as the first. I think my grandparent’s place in California is the most relaxing place ever. Tom and I got to hit some golf balls at the driving range. My dad had us take some golf lessons once, and they vastly improved my ability to hit a ball straight. However, I think I’ve forgotten much of it, so I spent most of the time trying to remember the lessons as I whipped balls off the tee at 90 degree angles. I had a few superb drives, but most of the drives behaved more like boomerangs.

We also got to go skiing one more time. We went to a place that was only an hour from my grandparents. It was a small place, but it was cheap. The weather was wonderful. We spent most of the time setting up shots of Tom going off of cat tracks or dropping cliffs. The shots didn’t come out as well as I hoped, but my camera isn’t the greatest. I need a new one. Here are some anyway:

You would have been more impressed if you saw this one in person:

Okay, time to get on with the less enjoyable aspects of my life.

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