My pa and I visted the other day, he finaly told me about his time in the Yucatan during Wilma. Apparently his cheaper hotel was somehow the safest and witheld the storm better than any of the surrounding structures. He was going to come home complaining about living off of hot dogs while he was on his vacation, but he ran into a lot of people with stories on his way back to Detroit. Some guy he talked to, from East Lansing, lived off of a piece of fruit a day...

In other news, school is hard when you've lost your academic confidence. I've lost it! I have claves and maracas, but none of that.

Wait, I've got it back. 4.0!