Yesterday, it rained and rained and rained. I blogged, did schoolwork, and read a little of the home depot book. It was rather boring, but at 3 or so we went to a nearby town and went at the post office. There, we got all our mail togther and sent home all of that and then some of my books that I read:
The Art of War, A Tree is a Tree, The Wright Brothers, 20,000 Leagues Under the Sea, Le Morte D' Arthur, A Soldier's Story: The Double Life of a Confederate Spy. They were great books, and we put them in a box to send home. I didn't want to leave them at a campground; they were too good. I'll see 'em at Christmas.
Anyway, after meeting a nice employee at the post office named Sharon "Punky" Jones, we left and ate dinner at a little old diner. It wasn't the best food, but it wasn't too bad either. I then came home and had my bed out as the mattress tonight.
The greatest advice you can give to me is to wing it,
Andrew.
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