Yesterday was really surreal. It seemed to last forever. By the time it was over, it was hard to believe I'd even had classes that day... weird.

So there was a barbeque for the asylum block dwellers and towards the end there were still some hotdogs on the grill, so I raised my hand that I wanted one and Sean wanted me to get him one, but I couldn't see any more buns... so I told him to get one... but then, the last hotdog fell through the grill so he couldn't have one. So he sits down next to me a minute later with a hotdog bun full of ice saying, "do you see now what I have to eat because of you?" and... he took a bite. and chewed. and I could hear the ice crunching in his mouth, and I just about died laughing. Wow. It was hilarious.

So it's sorta too bad those fun kids who came to visit me didn't stay for renegade... they missed the girl and guy who both did hula hoops at the same time while she was standing on his shoulders. And the Stanford Juggling Research Institute, all the members of which I now want to marry. And the guy who did three diablolos on one string! I'd never in my whole life seen that before. There was also no exposed raw meat this year, which was good, but also not so much juggling.

That's enough for now, I think.