al

Man, I hope president Bartlet has a higher approval rating than president bush II.

I ate chili with olives and fritos. egads.

I miss my friends from school, but I'm not ready to go back yet. The time will come and I will be ready and three days after classes start I will hate myself. Be ready for it.

Thinking back, the qual wasn't all that bad. Sure, I feared it, and I might have even failed it if it hadn't been for my friends. We did a lot for each other. Everyone said it would be trivial. That's a good word. I remember thinking after it was over that it certainly wasn't trivial and that I wouldn't tell next year's juniors lies like that... but thinking back it sure *feels* trivial. AL, don't say that to them. And bring them the booze the seniors promised you! They deserve it.

In fact, I'd actually forgotten what it was like to have friends you don't fuck.

Huh.

I think it is bedtime.

I got a call from the ol' ex the other day. I did the right thing all those years ago. *pats self on back* AL, you did a good job of getting rid of certain obsticals that would have kept you from living your dreams. He hasn't changed. He'll never change.

And he'll never understand why things that don't touch you directly can make you unhappy.

*pats self on back again*

I'm doing it. I'm living my dreams.

There ain't no thing or no one gunna get in mah way.

This just in: foot-pounds are stupid.