Well, Thanksgiving break is over. Fantastic food, superb sleeping, stupendous shopping, and, of course, fun family fellowship made up my time at home–oh, and one rehearsal and two church services. Anyway, holy shnikes it rained today. After a class in the music building, a couple of fine freshmen females were wanting to traverse back to their distant dormitory. One, who is a friend of mine, asked me if I had my car conveniently anywhere near, to which I responded that I didn’t. But I went on saying that I was heading to my car anyway (which isn’t a lie) to retrieve my keyboard and transport it up three flights of Fair Commons steps to my room. I then offered to make a delightful detour through campus and transport them to their desired destination, safe from the terrible torrent. My friend said she felt like a cruel criminal by taking advantage of me, and the other said multiple times (and I quote), “I love boys.” I felt loved and special. I say all this not to boast about a good deed done, but to say that I haven’t felt so chivalrous in quite a while, maybe ever. Needless to say, though, I’m still single. But things might be looking up. We’ll see…

Matt