I am really uncomfortable telling stories that I've told before, even though I'm pretty sure the audience hasn't heard them. Back in high school, in my German class, I overheard one of the kids telling a story about how he said "Schweinhund" in front of his girlfriend's German speaking dad. A couple of days later, back in German class again, I hear him tell the same story again, so I bust in with the ending. He's incredulous, "How did you know?", I told him that I was in his girlfriend's bedroom while this was happening.

That's my round-about way of saying that telling old stories just weirds me out, and tonight I did it twice, once at CTI after I took my accounting exam, and back home with Andy and Amy, telling stories about New College. Drats.