By Brandon 

Last Thursday, at approximately 11:10 a.m., I lost some wisdom. Wisdom teeth, that is. What a cramp in my style.

As sad but true as it is, I had not been posting because I honestly have not been up to anything out of the ordinary. I haven’t been seeing movies left and right to review, I haven’t bought any new CDs, and I haven’t gone on any exciting trips. I have hardly even had time for my girlfriend and friends. All I’ve done is work, work and more work.

Now not to seem like I am complaining. I picked my job, and I liked it. Now, however, I am free of the 6 a.m. wake-up call for at least the first semester of college, and I have hung up the Clark and Son’s shirt for the summer.

Time to relax, right? Wrong.

With the remaining days I have left in “The Lanc,” as some friends and I call it, I had to sacrifice about three of them to a surgical procedure. Let’s just say it’s not exactly what I had in mind.

I still have to pack everything for college and I’m not even sure I have purchased all the things I need for basic survival. I guess I’ll find out when I get there and I’ve forgotten my toothbrush (Let’s hope not, especially after this.)

So I’m down to the wire with time, largely because of my own procrastination, and I get the wonderful experience of a wisdom tooth extraction. Wish me luck, and enjoy the end of the always-too-short summer.

Expect more posts when I’m at school; I anticipate having much more to write about.