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Today, September 19, is International Talk Like a Pirate day. Aye, it be a good day says I.

School, and Beer, and Concerts

September, The month of school. I forgot just how much I resented feeling like every moment I'm sitting down and not doing anything I should technically be reading something... anything. It's been a week and a half, and I'm actually getting back into the swing of things which is quite comforting, as I thought I would be wandering around lost and forgetting to go to classes. As it stands, Ducky's and George's Fabulous Roadhouse have been my constant refuge. There have been plenty of shows and malt liquor to help me forget that I'm expected to learn for the next 8 months. But town is busy, my friends are back, I've seen Cuff the Duke and Shotgun and Jaybird, I've donated plenty of money to the estate of Alexander Keith, Film Society has started, and The Acorn is playing next month. I'm sure I'll survive. Oh yes... and I have all that reading to keep me occupied.