Nick's nightly free time (usually 4-6 hours of it) is being spent playing World of Warcraft. He can make magic coats and Deb can make exploding sheep and Rick has a pixie haircut. I don't know how I can resist. :)
He seems to have abondoned his readership. I'm sorry. If it's any consolation I'll tell you what I got him for Christmas. Placemats. He desperately wanted these gold placemats with black stripes. I thought it was weird too, but hey, you gotta get a guy what he wants.
The test went much better (I felt) than it did in October 2002. It might be all in my head - a lot of people were sending me positive energy and it showed in my mood. Hopefully some of the good vibes made it down onto the answer sheet. Oh, and the writing section was almost unfair. Unfortunately it basically only counts if you find a way to royally *uck it up, but regardless, I took it as a good sign. It was about architects downtown in a historic building (read: I worked here) and whether or not they should expand their current space or move out of the city (something this office discussed). Booyah! But then back to the writing part not mattering for squadoosh. That's a word from Steve. I like it. Okay, off to do . . . I dunno . . . something other than study for the LSAT.