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Love is so strange. It's hard to tell when you "fall in love", just as it's hard to tell when you fall out of it again. It's not like happiness where you can tell when you're happy, although you do feel love really strongly at times... but is that feeling really love? Is that really its name? It's weird that such a fleeting feeling can have such a huge effect on people. The things we do for love are by far stupider than anything else we do, and we know it, but we just don't care at the time. We move across the country and abandon our perfectly fine situations. We cut off our friends and family. We stay with people who hurt us, physically and mentally. We stop using the logical part of our brains.

It's hard.

In other news, I'm stoked to watch The West Wing in less than an hour tonight. I haven't seen it in quite a while due to basketball games and being out of town.

I got a call from the Kaplan people today. Apparently they were impressed with my audition but at the moment they don't have any openings for SAT or GRE tutors. Just my luck. A perfect opportunity to make some extra cash and I haven't taken the right tests. Gah. But I can go in and take other tests, I just have to study for them first. Of course, this is going to cut in on my GRE subject test study time. Aw, who am I kidding? I don't do anything all day but sit here and hate people, I'm sure I can find some time to study for a test.

I have to go now.