My design group finished our Phase II report on Saturday. I don't even want to think about how many hours of work that took, but we're done. Officially done. And at a whopping 122 pages, it's really thick. Especially because six of those pages are 11x17" fold-outs of our big process flow diagrams. The teacher said he has very bad eyesight, so not to print things too small.

So we're hoping if they're really big, we'll get a better grade.

Today, as a celebration of actually having free time, I made blueberry muffins with the bag of frozen blueberries I got at Whole Foods ages ago. They're good, very blueberry-y. And now I have something other than Cheerios for breakfast. I get tired of cereal sometimes. Just like I got so tired of peanut butter and jam sandwiches during high school.

My parents called tonight, and the conversation was quite hilarious.

My dad calls, and after some hellos, says "Well, not much has been going on here, so I guess that's all we have around here," but I hear my mom in the background, saying "Tell her about Mr. Ed!"

"Oh yeah," my dad says, and tells me our neighbor across the street who's lived there my whole life and was my middle-school vice principal is having major heart surgery.

"Well, I guess that's it," my dad says, "Not much going on around here."

"The pastor!" comes the tinny voice of my mother.

"Oh yeah," he says, and tells me the church had to let the youth pastor go due to insufficient funds, and that the senior pastor resigned, too.

After that my dad said good-bye. I thanked him for doing my taxes and he added, "Yeah, let's just hope you don't get audited. Because my parents are getting audited, and I have to work on that a lot. Bye!"

Yes Dad, nothing's going on at home at all.

It was hilarious.