I am some new impressive form of sick. My head hurts, my throat hurts, and my thoughts are foggy and sluggish. Trouble is, I have work to do. We're hoping to have me moved out of my dorm room by tomorow night. That looks like a challenge from here. But, I've done impressive stuff before. If we pull it off, I'll be thrilled to move on to the ( Read more... )

Back to school again, and not minutes after arriving at the dorm, I was greeted by most of the people I miss the most. Henry, Shayla, Franklin, and Ray and Annie showed up a short while later. Annie is probably the friend here I miss most of all. She's so loving and cheerful. She appears to be the Kaylee of our circle of friends, for those that ( Read more... )

So we celebrate Thanksgiving again, and I wonder what it is I'm most thankful for. I'm thankful for the friends that choose to surround me, and the girlfriend who will soon be joining them. I'm thankful for all the relationships in my life. I'm thankful for the school that's brought so many of them to me over the past year. I'm thankful for the ( Read more... )

So, I've recently been noticing this annoying routine when working at the liquor store that when I tried to fill out the order forms I fill out during my day, while sitting in one place and glancing around the store to read the numbers printed on the shelf tags under each item, I couldn't read certain tags that I thought I should be able to read. ( Read more... )

Phase 1, in which Doris gets her oats ( Read more... )

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And if you don't know the tune, learn it!

( Go Cubs Go! )

I don't write in this thing enough. I should keep people more up to speed, I suppose. In any case, I should write more of what the hell goes on in my own life for the sake of reference. April 8th just passed, marking the second year I've been out to my parents. This weekend, I went to see Arlo Guthrie in concert, particularly interesting since ( Read more... )

At about 1:30 AM, just hours ago, I went out to the smoker's tent just outside my dorm to talk to a few people I saw out there. While talking to them, a couple cop cars passed along the nearby street, their lights flashing. One of these people, who I know as Fish, mentioned a nearby fight, apparently a sort of free-for-all that broke out between ( Read more... )

13 days until I get to see her again. I can't wait. It's pulling me through this final project and the mess it's become. I really shouldn't even be posting here, but frankly, I need the break, and this deserves posting about. Can't wait to see Oak Park again, to see Laura again, to cuddle, to laugh, to sing, to dance(yes, it has been known to ( Read more... )