Monday, November 26

The Twenty-Fifth Day in the Eleventh Month of the Two-Thousand and Seventh Year in the New Age

My sincere apologies for this being late. It was not my intention to forget about it. Still recovering from the mind blowing experience that was Mr. Magorium's Wonder Emporium, I slept soundly into Sunday morning. My mother awakened me at around 9:30 to inform me that my father fetched a fresh bagel for me from Einstein Bagels.

Breakfast:
I had the bagel sandwhich style with cream cheese and it was delectable. If any breakfast I've had during my years has been worth the impending cancer, it's this one.

I played some Mario (as Luigi) in between breakfast and my next meal.

Lunch:
My sweet mother cooked up some cheeseburgers for Jon and me. Being on the anti-ketchup side in the Dolist Ketchup War, I instead smothered my burger with mayonaise.

I played some Mario (as Luigi) in between Lunch and the trip back to school.

I was greeted back at school with an empty cigarrette box on my doorknob and a paper slid under my door. The latter I opened to find the treaty Kris and I had made around the time he went beserk. Seeing that again sort of freaked me out.

Dinner:
At last, I arrive again at the Spit. Four of us, myself included, ordered cheesesteaks. I can't speak for everyone, but my cheesesteak was delectable.

After that, we watched Villanova narrowly lose to NC State in basketball, and the Eagles narrowly lose to the undefeated Patriots. The former was incredibly disappointing, but the latter put a smile on my face. The green birds put up a hell of a fight, and I couldn't be more proud of them (unless they won, I guess). Interesting day, good day.

-Professor Nesto

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