Tuesday, November 20, 2007
So the cat's out of the bag. My principal found out I've never been on a snowmachine before. Which is apparently something to be embarrassed about around these parts. So today after class I have snowmachine (snowmobiles everywhere else) lessons. I grew up in a family that didn't shoot guns and didn't ride personal motorized vehicles. So sue me. Maybe I will get to ride a snowmachine up to the airport to collect dissection supplies. All I need to do now is fire a gun somehow by the end of the day and I can really stray far away from my roots.