No rest this weekend. I've been running around way too much.

Still, plentiful food since Wai Po's birthday was today. I overstuffed...again.


And I finally figured out how to do better in AA.


Ah well, another week of school.

I must not fear.

Fear is the mind-killer.

Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration.

I will face my fear.

I will permit it to pass over me and through me.

And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path.

Where the fear has gone there will be nothing.

Only I will remain.

The Litany Against Fear. Proof that sci-fi can be applied to everyday use.

Well, today came out pretty well. I pulled off a pretty good score on my Chinese quiz, and I got a B+ on my SS test. Off by one bloody problem.

English was poetry day. Comp Prog was awesome, and I've found a good college-Digipen, where I could learn to design video games. Excellent!

I sucked at sit n' reach for the bloody fitnessgram, though

Oh yeah, I ran a 3k in 13:56-57. Then, ten to twenty minutes later, I had to run another one. Wow, my legs are gonna hurt tomorrow.

I got a ride home from Maybo's mom. I got home in time to watch some Star Trek. Pretty cool. DP was selling candy, so I bought some Skittles for the ride home.

Its 10:05, and its time to go to bed. Later.

Today was cool. Jerky and Kool-Aid to pass around.

Man, that Enterprise-D model from the Star Trek auction sold for half a mil. Damn, tha'd look good in my living room.

Meh, nothing else.

Blahrg, my arms are sore.

So, anyways, today was a casual day. Nothing new to say, except that tomorrow's a FRIDAY!!!

Score for today: Prone 89

I hate Muni

I hate it so much.

Today involved an extremely crowded bus ride home, and let me tell you that crowded buses suck ass. Damnation to the people who run Muni.

Anyways, I got a rose from Raschanna, who was giving em out to everybody in Raiders. Pretty funny how she listed the wrong reg for Connie ma'am, and so she didn't get the rose. However, we picked some sourgrass, and as Phelan put it, she could "eat it, smoke it, and flog people with it."

Oh yeah, maggots taste like ranch dressing.

Wow, a month has passed.

Anyways, here's a recap

I did ask Maybo to Brigade Ball, and she politely refused. I wasn't exactly heartbroken, but to be honest, I had expected it. It actually turned out to be a godsend, as I couldn't go to Brigade Ball anyways. Phelan, apparently, assumed the identity of James Foreman and freaked with some girl from Burton. Well, my sanity was kept intact by not going.

Nothing much happened, really, except that my computer turned Fubar. Well, I am typing this from my bro's comp, so yeah..

"You guys know what would be funny? Death by smoke grenade"

"You know what's funnier? Death by AIDS grenade."