Laggard

Busy, rather.

It's hard to believe that I was this occupied in either of my last (first) two semesters. Alas, here I find myself. Tomorrow I get to play in the Cotton Bowl with the PRIDE; ever since they put in the new turf it's been impossible to sound well in there. We'll see how tomorrow goes.

I do have to get up rather early. By that I mean I have to get up in seven hours or so. I think anytime I mean I have to get up "early" I mean anytime I have only six or seven hours to sleep. Really early would mean four or five. I need to just say what I mean.

I have been thinking about that lately, intentional diction. We Americans say (and do) a plethora of things that really have no meaning; or we say things we don't mean in the dramatic. I know it's sometimes funny, but I've found it really confusing. I think I'm going to make a better effort to say exactly what I wish to communicate from now on (which doesn't mean I give up the metaphor, because that is just a method of description, not a misplaced intention), if only to satisfy my own conscience.

Good night, all.