Well..I'm really not trying to make this my complaint journal. I finally got my papers done, and I feel like I did pretty well on them. As llong as I get at least a C+ in at least one of the classes I'm good for my major and set to graduate on time, this May. Classes start again on Monday, not thrilled about that, but we shall see how it goes. Maybe this semester I'll actually be friends with people and have fun. That would be a definite plus, cause right now Ive really not been handling myself well, and my body is showing it. All the walking I did in London irritated 2 of the joints on my foot so badly that if I don't wear strictly supportive sneakers for 6 weeks, I'm gonna have to startt getting cortizone shots in my joints. Also possibly got a stress fracture in the foot. Then today I got some blood test results back, to find that I may very well have polycystic ovary disease. I'm not mentally coping well with the fact that my body is falling apart at age 20. Or maybe my body isn't dealing well with the stress I place it under, and it is retaliating. My ulcers are acting up a little still, but no where near as badly as they were last week. This week its mostly depression and the foot bothering me. Someday I'll update when I have no complaints. Unfortunately today was not that day. 
I read in the NY Times about that escaped convict in Cassadaga...has your dad been out on the case? I remember you told me he was a state trooper.