Hockey and Hunting

It's been a long last couple of days. It's funny how getting an inadaquate amount of sleep can make the day go by so much slower. Hockey has kept me up late the last three nights and now I am ready to fall asleep on the keyboard. I really shouldn't because I still have several things to accomplish today. I need to get by the store, I am out of some essentials at the house. I also need to do some studying for my math quiz tomarrow. Some work could be done on my math take-home test too. I also need to start memorizing a table in my chemistry book and finish the exercises we were working in class. If I go hunting this weekend I will be hurting next week. I doubt that it will kill me, but I will have a lot of work to do come Monday and Tuesday.

My technical writing professor assigned a project that requires me to interview an engineer. I'm really not thrilled about it. I don't mind interviewing people when there is a pertinent reason, but bugging someone because my teacher wants me to ask questions that do not interest me in the first place sucks. That was one hell of a sentence. Did it make sence? I tried fixing it, but I don't know if makes any more sence then it did. What bothers me is that I have to pretend to care about the questions that I am asking, even though we both know I don't. I mean, I have a list of questions I have to ask for crying out loud, I didn't come up with them. Hopefully I will end up interviewing a nice enough engineer that he wont mind.

I don't think I have posted about the hunting trip yet. My dad called the other day and told me he had found a couple of bull moose that he would like to try and kill. He intvited me to go kill them with him. We don't know for sure if it will work out, but we're both getting ready anyway. The area that we will be going to is prone to having bad weather and it could make flying there and back an issue. Worse-case scenerio; we get out there and the weather goes ugly and we end up stuck for a couple of days. That would suck. I'll find out if we're going for sure tomarrow, since that's when we would leave. Maybe Monday I'll have some stories to tell (although I will be too busy to tell them).

Brandon