Of The Holy Apostles And Of All Saints, Martyrs And Confessors, Of All The Just Made Perfect Who Are At Rest Throughout The World

Dear Blogger,

It's Halloween! We're going to a parade tonight up in Belmont. I'm hoping it will be almost as exciting and bizarre as The Big Parade, but I'm not holding out. How could I?

I had a meeting with my supervisor and my internship adivsor from the CC. Everything went o-kay. I'm apparently going to learn how to write grants, sometime soon. If my boss, who is still gone, gives Ahmad her permission. Meaning I'm probably not going to learn how to write grants soon. She's notoriously stubborn. (She fired a girl once because the girl's mother died, and she thought the girl was lying to her to get out of work. Although, that might not be stubborn, that might be insane...)

I have a presentation for class tomorrow on a writer for The Chicago Defender, and an outline for my directed study on Friday. Things are getting even busier. It'll get done if I can motivate myself.

Mazel Tov,

Steve