I havent mentioned this, but tomorrow I start In-Car.

Not the majority-sanctioned three-student In-car. Oh no. Franklin Driving School, for the love of god.

How did this come to be? Well, my mom decided that I would be waiting another year and half to start In-car, and began trying to convince me that the one-on-one instruction of Franklin Driving School was the way to go. I cant blame her, because I eventually said "sure".

And now i'm set up for three straight afternoons of two hours learning how to drive with some guy named Lee Gill. (I swear that is the guy's real name)

I present my new and improved monologue on Friday.

I know dangerously little about the exodus of rising sophomores to Reagan next year.