So, today I learned some basic fencing. Fun. Liked the guy who taught it.

Tonight, going to go see Stomp. I'm excited...it really is one of my favorite concerts.

I think I found a good deal on tickets to go see Hello and Goodbye by Athol Fugard. I'm going to see if Krystin wants to go with me. I hope so. I would really like to see it.

In other news, I'm starting to get frustrated with some people, but what else is new. People just are whatever they want to be. And that's not going to change.

Anyway, I'm going to go read now. Try to feel better.

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This is an ad that I get on a fairly regular basis in the left column of my Facebook account. I had never really read it before.

However, it claims to be the "classiest" network for gay guys on the web.

Somehow, I have a hard time of thinking of online dating...through ads on Facebook...classy.

Posts From England

Sitting in a computer lab at Regent's College in beautiful London, UK listening to the soundtrack to "Across the Universe" refusing to be brought down by the keyboard that is a little different than the one in the states. The keys are a bit smaller, and I have giant man hands.

One of the people on the trip got sent home this morning. He had been threatening a bunch of the people on the trip. Not with harm, just kin d of had a threatening way about him, if you understand what I'm saying. Generality is the death of art, so I'm going to get specific because I've been asked to.

I don't like him. I'm not going to make a secret about that. He was annoying. He got on my nerves. He said things at inappropriate times. K'Fain had already warned me about him because she had had a class with him.

He's a compulsive liar. In the seven days he was here, he claimed to be able to play the organ, wanted to do advanced research in stem cells and curing cancer, that he was advanced in the martial arts, and that he was an advanced hacker. The last of these I know to be false. He was talking about C++ and other older programs. Instead of talking about any sort of new programming languages or anything like that. I said Python to him and his face glazed over.

We called him Werthers after the knack he had in World Lit for coming in late, eating noisy candy, and generally being rude. K'Fain says he has a Napoleon complex. I think he likes to be the center of attention at all times.

At several points, he would lay on girls, touch their arms, hug them...many had to tell them that he did not have the place to invade their personal space like that. Classy.

Let's see...he also slept through all discussions and stayed up all night. This is class.