I've figured out that weekends are much like the dance moves to a salsa beat; quick, quick, slow, quick, quick slow. This morning flew by me as I spent all of it on the computer, finishing my assignment for photojournalism (made much harder than it needed to be, but I'm proud of the finished product so over-board or not, my opinion is the only one that counts). Kris and I had our second to last lesson today and we're about out of things we can do to prepare for the talent show. I marvel at the vasts improvements we made from the beginning, and even just from week to week. However, I think after this my salsa lessons with retire. I like dancing, but nothing's more fun to me than the beat of my own drum, so to speak. I didn't want to go home after our lesson, so we went to dinner and then rented a movie and went back to his place. I like it there. My alergies still bother me a bit but I think I'm getting over them. In any case, I like that home. It's not a house, it is a certified home. I love the shudders on the front, the music room at the entrance, the smell of a boys room, the window over the bed...None of which is any interest to anyone except for those who have ever walked into a room and have known they were walking into their future. As I drove home, I wondered where I might be if I had pushed for Mike. What kind of life would I have if I had lost my mind and ran away to NY? How would I feel if I had ended up at Desert Mountain? I can't imagine it, mostly, I think, because I don't want to imagine it. If there is or was something better for me, hell, I think I would have died from the ecstacy in its perfection. But because nothing in this world is perfect, I must remind my self that there is school tomorrow--tests to take, homework to finish, lectures to live through. Life goes on. On a closing note and not at all sentimental, I recomend I Robot for your next movie rental. It recieved horrible reveiews, if I recall correctly, but I found the story to be captivating and a thriller with impressive cinemetography and comptuer design. A strong plot and a good drive, it made for a nice action film that tickled the mind into thinking 'is that really what it will be like?' Hugs to all Carrie