The beginning of my 60 hours of typing. 40 outside of class typing and 20 hours of service. I think I'm gonna do "service hours" for all 60 of them. Well, I'm definitely gonna increase in speed that's fer sho....Yesterday I got the desire to become a stenographer. Hopefully that desire will go away quickly... I want to pursue different careers while...doing this career. Is that bad? I think it makes life more fun. These sweats are really warm and I wearin' my cool hug-me long sleeve shirt I got at the DI. Yay for cheap clothing. I wonder if I should go check out the police station today, try again. Or go to the Law Library and do my assignment. Something productive today. After work I can watch a movie or something...and around 9pm Natalie should come and pick me up to go to Kellies to celebrate her Birfday. Cept...one slight problem, we don't have the cake...or presents for her. Eep! Maybe instead of a movie, I'll steal a car for the store. Ferget going to other..buildings! That calendaring assignment totally kicked my butt! I'm actually doing homework on a Friday! Miracles. I think I was..productive this week. I got some things done. This semester is definitely going A LOT smoother than last semester. "And I'll tell St. Pete I can't come in Without my love and my best friend" Great, a fruitless trip to the court house, to stand in the long line and come back with no progress. Standstill. I really must research another career...and quickly before I go nuts and make myself believe I can do some things that, in reality, I prolly can't. Hmmphhf. I'm irritable. I'm grumpy because I'm teething! Don't you understand?! I've come to the conclusion that my head is going to hurt regardless, now I can either decide to let it make me grumpy or I can choose to be happy despite the pain. What I really came here to say is: Happy Birfday Derek! I do miss you, and think of you often. Even if I prolly shouldn't. I won't ferget you. Philipians 1:3