Twas a good day. Let me count thy ways:

1. Yesterday me and Dave bought us a new geetar. I must say, this geetar is nice. So nice, we've named it The Mayer. We got an ok deal for it. Don't ask us how much we spent. All I'll say is that the money we've saved up from selling cards on eBay is all gone now, and I still need another 6 months of selling to make up the rest. We'll leave it at that.

2. Today in Spanish class, we had to break up into groups and read our paragraphs. My group had one person too many (notice how I said it was MY group), so my teacher asked me if I could go to another group. I agreed being the nice guy that I am. She put me in the group with the fine girl. This was actually the first time I talked to her. She fine. She's like a latina Ashanti, look wise. She fine. Then my teacher singled me out and asked if anyone wanted to switch groups and join me, and this other woman said she'd like to hear my paragraph. She's actually very pretty, and she's a blonde, like Kate Hudson! If you're wondering, no, I didn't make a move on any of these women, mainly because they're probably 5-10 years older than I am. But hey, older women just means they can take care of me financially, knamean?

3. Today was our church's Thanksgiving dinner. It doesn't seem like the holiday season yet, but KOIT 96.5 is playing Christmas music 24/7 already. Anyway, the food wasn't too bad. Nathan actually said the mashed potatoes (which I helped mash, I don't mean to brag or anything, but those might've been the best mashed potatoes ever...) were very good. Twas a good gathering to chat up with some friends.

Before dinner, a car was stalled right outside the church on the far right lane on 19th avenue. Melvin told me to go outside and take away the orange cones we used to block off the car so cars in that lane would have a warning and not crash into it. Being the nice guy that I am again, I did as told. The guy in the car and I started to talk. He was a Chinese guy who said he was driving his two kids to a Boy Scouts meeting, but he ran out of gas. He said his wife told him to gas up, but he thought he could make it. Lesson of the day, if your wife says to gas up, go gas up. Ironically enough, the tow truck came to help him, but the tow truck guy ran out of gas! So we just stood there and talked about church. He said his kids went to a church near West Portal. After his car was gassed up and his engine was jump started, he bid me farewell. He was a nice guy. Even his kid in the car came me a thumbs up. Funny how things works out, and how sometimes you'll get the chance to talk to the nicest people without expecting it.

Santa's coming. Get ready.