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12,239 words later, my thesis is turned in. It could be a lot better. On to bigger and better things now.

28 more days until I graduate and am no longer a college student (at least for the time being).

200 pages behind in reading for my Modern Asian Literature class. Murakami Haruki is a twisted, brilliant fellow.

22 notes to learn to play on the Xiao. All of them require a different breath pattern. Cool.

94 hours of daimoku chanted so far this year.

400 students in my school. All of them dead set on shaping our planet into a humane place to live.

Took a nice long walk last night with Strand. We spoke of Phenomenological Abstraction as evidenced by circles, and drawing wine bottles. We spoke of women. We spoke of the Oracle. We spoke of building more Soka schools in the US, and making education a priority in this country again.

I began to remember how smart I am. I also began to remember what a ridiculous klutz I am.

I consulted the Oracle last night. She told me that I had to work on what had been spoiled, and that careful preparation was necessary.

I'm late for class...