Time flies, I suppose, at the speed of light, but time flies, relatively, because it flies when you’re having fun, it flies when you’re occupied, but that’s really just our perception of time, because we have forgotten about time for a period of time which, since it was preoccupied by other thoughts, might as well not have counted, in time.
I really had no idea it was so late, I’d just smoked a 2nd joint and felt like it was about 9 o’clock, but Sam didn’t even get home until 9:30, we shouldn’t have let him be out that late, but all’s well that ends well, he went to see a floorball game with friends from school.
He got a 3- on a math test, and the teacher told him he could bring his grade up if he redid all of the questions he got wrong by Thursday, and so I took a look at it intending to help, and the math was way over my head. Lots of geometry.
Still, he has to redo it.
I’m going to finish this blog now.