The 13th level of hell

I am now convinced that karaoke is the punishment for those sentenced to the thirteenth circle of hell (or whichever one is reserved for the worst of sinners). I really can't think of anything worse than being forced to listen to bad karaoke singers for all eternity. I can say this with some surety since I just passed the last few hours suffering through some of the worst singing I have ever heard! Now I'm not usually THAT critical; but there should be a law against anyone even holding a microphone who can't produce more than two tones with their vocal cords!!!

I know I should probably repent of this critical attitude; but I'm pretty sure that bleeding out of ears and nose grants me some leniency in the complaint department. What I wouldn't give right now for some sweet dulcet melody WITHOUT vocal accompanyment. I have to admit though that some of the talent was at least semi-talented.

Despite this--I've decided that this almost local coffee shop is my favorite place to go when I want to either unwind or get some work done with few distractions. I think I've gotten more accomplished this weekend off campus than two or three weeks of struggling with work on campus. I hope this trait carries over into off-campus housing because I can't afford to drive to Aberdeen every couple of days just to do my homework.

Well, it looks like my time in hell is coming to an end. I do believe I see my guardian angel coming to rescue me from this self-imposed exile to the nether realms.