Last night was a good evening. I guess. Chemistry was alright. Robert and his mother gave me a ride from the Fitness Center. After we got burgers from Sonic. Chemistry was fun. I wore my uniform, having to leave immediately afterwards. Miss Jill had a container of lye and water explode in her hands. She dropped it like a hot cake, and it fumed really good. It didn't do that for the other two folks that did it. It was amazing.

Then our baseball team got whipped like a dog. 15-1, and 18-2. And I got a sweet hit up the middle, but then, I gave up four runs on two errors. The two right fielders did an awful job. Probably gave up at least a quarter plus runs of their runs in the second game. Good night. I took it personally. I always do.