Wicked

Well, Hurricane Rita went farther east than they had expected (good for us, bad for others), and my family is fine. We didn't even get any rain from it up here, which stinks. Anything would be better than this heat. I mean, come on! It's the end of September!
In my human development class, we're going over child development and Piaget and all that jazz. I realize that there is a very good reason that I have never taken a child development class before, and should never be allowed (or required) to take one again. "Why?", you ask. Because those normal developmental deficiencies (deficiencies as compared to adults) are hilarious! The humorous possibilities are endless! I've learned so many new and exciting ways to mock and befuddle children of various age groups, I don't know where to begin! From object permanence to conservation of liqiuds/numbers/etc. to the emo goth punk's egocentrism, there's fun to be had at every age! I'm telling you, this stuff is gold.