Cycling and swimming with Angie and Travis. Together we make up the three legs of a triathlon.
Covered myself in charcoal while drawing my Italian friend, Massimo.
3:30pm-4:40pm: Matt, the snitch.
Watched my FHE brothers play QUIDDITCH!
The beaters and a chaser
Great quote from Ian (far left), yelled in a moment of frustration when the fans were getting too intensely involved, “Guys! We aren’t real wizards! We can’t really fly!” Take it back Ian. You proved yourself wrong.
Started grading this very intimidating stack of papers.
Had a social life, despite my lack of time for one.
11:30pm-12:00am: Read and listened to Julius Caesar. I was feeling pretty confidant in my Shakespearian abilities until about 11:29.59pm.
What is on the agenda for tomorrow?
Watching Edgar Allan Poe’s funeral, of course!