(Twiddle twiddle) Things are in a paused state right now. Nothing's happening. Nothing's ending. Nothing's nothing. I woke up today and realized I am 8 months and some odd days from graduation. I don't know what in the hell I am going to do after college. (Breathing deep) Maybe I'll go on to manage my own chain of McDonald's. Or maybe I'll wind up homeless and penniless. So many dreams, so little time. I feel peppy today. It helps that I haven't wasted much energy on tedious things like moving. (Wondering where it all went wrong) I'm hooked on a new sound by a band call The Roots. It's nice rap music with a little guitar thrown in. Number 8 is becomming my favorite. The Seed. So one more day and classes will be here. Am I excited? I think a little, yes. I just can't wait until I have reason to get up and do something. This summer has been nothing but a blow-fest, minus any real blowing action. I haven't heard from SEB. I wonder if she's angry. I can't say I really care. I mean I do. Sure. But not really. People waste too much of my time with little unimportant issues. I don't like my time to be wasted, unless I'm the one doing the wasting. Damn. One more day. Back to early ass mornings. Long boring classes. Homework. Essays. Papers. Mid Terms. Final Exams. Wednesday bar nights. Cute guys. Crazy Art majors. Rushing to class. Horrible winter. (All the things I've missed) Well this is long enough for now. I don't have much to say, it's all mostly rambling tonight. "Everybody was kung fu fighting..." D.F.N.