It's a boring blog post. So deal with it.

Here's the thing. I don't really have anything to blog about today. So I'm just going to start typing, and we'll see what comes out.
I can't find my camera cord, so I'm unable to load photos from my camera.
I got my first comment of hate about my DJing today. Someone called in and the conversation went as follows:
"KPGR."
"Is this Pleasant Grove High School's radio station?"
"Yes, it is."
"Were you guys seriously talking about Kneader's french toast?"
"Yes."
"That's really dumb. Could you please talk about something else?"
"{scoff} Sure."
"You should go find Jake Cook. He's the best DJ that ever came out of KPGR. And you guys really suck."
"Ok, anything else?"
"No."
"Ok, bye."

Someone had their Jerk-o's for breakfast this morning.
I would upload some photos of my radio show, but, as I mentioned before, I'm having difficulty locating the cord. They're exciting photos. Ryan and I made a great poster. And we have a new addition to the weird objects in the radio room: A stuffed mallard. Not a toy. We're talking taxidermy. Awesome. Also, creepy.

I got 88.75% on my math test. I won't lie, I'm super psyched about it. I was pretty sure I got less than 50%. My grade now sits at a 90%. That's without the quiz and assignment drops. I think if I'm really lucky, I could pull an A in there. An A in AP Calculus. Not bad.

I'm really excited to wear my Halloween costume to school. The rest of Halloween, not so much. I'm just kinda pumped to wear my favorite outfit: my Hogwarts school uniform. Also, this means I don't have to choose an outfit on Friday morning. That reminds me, I need to hot glue my wand back together. It broke.

I take back what I said about Alton Brown being obnoxious in and earlier post about Food Network. I started watching "Good Eats." Alton really knows his stuff.

I have to dress like a doctor for a murder mystery party we're having in English tomorrow. Goody.

I officially wish I could sing.

Office quote of the day:
Michael: Someone complained that the men's restroom is 'whites only.' Stanley, why would you think that?
Stanley: I didn't say that.
Creed: Then why is there a picture of a white man on the door?

It would be cool if people actually read this blog.

Sometimes I mess around on picnik. I made this collage. Woo. I think I'll hit the sack now.