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Little drunk, not too bad though.
I will admit that I missed the drunken conversations here in Ripon. I just spent the last hour and a half debating what was art with someone, we were both kinda drunk.
Before that we were playing Monopoly.
I went to a Jazz concert tonight, it was.... incredible. Every aspect felt perfect to me. At the end of the concert I had that sort of drained feeling of contentment you sometimes feel after a good cry, I was that into the set.
I'm slowly getting back into the swing of things here, problem is, I don't have enough classes to start swinging yet, I have waaay too much dead time right now. I'm going to pick up another class to take up some time though, never fear, won't catch me slacking tooooo much *g*.

This good-bye thing, it gets harder, not easier, each time I do it, I think.
I especially don't like how long it's going to be before I see some of you again, May seems very far away... Mmm Summer.
I wish I lived just far enough away to make the time I spend back in Omaha as important as it is now, not as far away as I am.
I wish I was just a few hours closer, just a few, close enough that it would actually be feasible for someone to visit me.
I wish I had more to say.
I DO have more to say, just to several different individuals, and I have no wish to say these things to the world.

There's a lot of things I didn't do while I was here. But this is hardly an end worthy of tears, and it's not THAT easy to make me cry.
March 12-22, mark those dates, kiddies.

Well, it finally happened, the old Galant has finally completely bitten the dust.
A moment of silence for Peter Time.
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Good enough for me.
Well, that was good enough for me.
Yesterday was strange, got up early so Jen and I could be cake fairies and deliver chocolatey goodness to some of the kids at MN. Sorry, Burke, someone ate your cake. Sat in on Fisch's class while they were talking about Beowulf and threw in random comments about things that they wouldn't be learning in Fisch's class. That was fun. I wanted to sit down and talk with Fidler, but it was not to be. Jen and I went to Runza for lunch and she dropped me off at home so she could be productive and loaf in alternating cycles. I sat around, did nothing, did some cleaning and then got all dressed up to go to a meeting at work. Meeting concluded I went back home, sat around for awhile and then got ready to go to an appointment.
This is where the day gets fun. So, the car is running a little poorly on the way out of the neighborhood, you don't get 194,000 miles on a car without it starting to run poorly though, so I ignore it, it usually fixes itself.
I take Dodge west and it starts to run worse, not better. I begin to get concerned, it's putting out a lot of exhaust. At this point I also notice that the engine is starting to heat up. Now, the engine on my car usually heats up a little, and then cools itself back down, only this time it wasn't cooling itself back down. At this point I become concerned, and decide to turn around and head back home. On the way back home, all hell breaks loose, engine way over-heats, oil light comes on (I had put oil in the car right before leaving) and the car starts to die. So I pull off on the side of the road, and call up my mom and ask her to pick me up. After awhile, she finds me, and we head home. We call AAA and they go and tow the car for us and drop it off at Jensen tire.
This morning, the verdict is that the car is not worth fixing, and it's time to let it go. Alas.
Of course the really unfortunate part is that now I have to clean the sucker.

Another year, another post.
Ok, so I'm not quite THAT infrequent with my postings.
Here I am, home, instead of church, my parents want me to stay off the road. As interesting and different as my family may seem some time, they still have the same, somewhat irrational fears. I say somewhat because there is no doubt that the chance of accidents is greatly increased with all that snowy stuff on the ground, but I have yet to get into an accident in driving the past couple of winters. Oh well, it gives me an excuse to sit her with a cup of tea and blog to all of you.
Tea and cake or death! Tea and cake or death!
Well, I do have some angel food cake my mom has been bugging me to eat, maybe I should go get that.
I'm not sure how I feel about this, apple cinnamon tea, it contains a bit too much of both apple and cinnamon for me, I think I'll stick to green and boston varieties for the future.
Breaks been going well, even if nothing ever goes exactly as according to plan.
I really don't like my new job, but I can't think of any reason to not do it.
I think my main problem is with all of the pushy managers. I know it's their job to be pushy to make slackers and procrastinators like myself actually work, but it doesn't mean I appreciate being told that I'm not working hard enough.
But I really, really, really want to refurnish my room this summer. And that is not a cheap project, so I need this job to do that if I want it done in one summer.
I really wish the MN kids didn't have school starting tomorrow, it's too soon. I mean, sure, I'll be around still, and I'll stll get to see them, but it won't be the same. There won't be any of the, "staying out late type of hanging out that is always the most fun."
I have this, pain in my chest, it's strange, and it's also quite literal, if any of you were wondering. I only feel it when I try to sit up from leaning backwards, or really whenever I try to use my abs. It's like, right on top of my sternum, it's... most incovenient.
Well, I'm off, I have work to do, sadly, I hope to see some of you tonight, but if I do it won't be until a bit later in the evening. If I don't see you tonight, odds are I'll see you tomorrow.