Summer has pretty much started here. Classes are over. Grades are posted. I passed. I'm happy. So about all this non-stop bitching about other people in my life, well that's over. I can't take complaining so much anymore. I'm in a nice groove feel lately. Our fridge has passed away. Now we must venture forth and find a new cooling device. An adventure at SEARS. I'm itchy. I think I'm allergic to myself. Scratch. Itch. Scratch. I visited SEB yesterday. Weird. Boring. Funny. Fine. That's about how it went. I think I might move to Jamaica or Jamacia or whatever, and become a Rastafarian. Their inspiration is from marijane. Their music is fine I guess. Their dreads are dirty, but somewhat attractive. Bob Marley was a Rastafarian. I think I could live on an island smoking up and find reason to smile. Is it true happiness when you add alcohol, weed, or pills? I think so. Rambling thoughts today. The damn dogs barking. I wish I lived in an animal free zone. I wish I lived in a people free zone. I don't know, but I'm done.