1) So, while in horror lit today, the teacher started talking about somebody who wrote an opera called The Flying Dutchman. It was about somebody who had to sail the seas forever, and after a certain amount of time he had to come on land and find a woman who would love him or something. While he was talking, I kinda stopped paying attention. Then I started thinking, where have I heard that title before? It took me awhile to realize where that was from. Then I remembered: Davy Jones. The teacher was about to move on, when I was all like, "Isn't the Flying Dutchman the ship of Davy Jones?" He didn't seem to know what I was talking about, but one of the girls in the class knew. So I said Davy Jones was charged to sail the seas forever and ferry the souls of those who died at sea to...some place. And once every 10 years he could go ashore. Not to find someone who would love him. At least, not according to what Pirates of the Caribbean taught me.
2) I stopped the drop zone to say hi to Lucy. And I mentioned that I still needed to find a job for the fall. That led into her boss giving me an application. Then I stopped by the bookstore, since it was just upstairs (by the way, they are not building a skating rink where the bowling place used to be in the basement, jsyk). I talked to the store manager and told him I had originally put an application in for the summer, but that I was needing a job for the fall. It just so happened that he saw my application today. I just have to leave my schedule with one of the workers, and he will look at it. So now I have two potential jobs to consider. The drop zone might allow me to be able to do my hw at the desk, but I had wanted the bookstore because, well, because of the books.
3) French the Llama! That whale is big!
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