classes begin soon. I'm just about ready to begin to wonder why I wasn't at all prepared for them. If something interesting happens to me in between work and class in the entirety of this upcoming semester, I will be profoundly surprised.

Altogether, as it stands right now, my existence contributed to not much else besides the consumption of electricity and tv dinners and my current-day actions seem to be ultimately inconsequential. By the grace of the benevolent spirits of the realm that my being operates in (ie God willing), my life may just change for the better and I just might become a worthwhile person, in one sense or another. I believe that's what living humbly and getting good grades is about. Then again, I get terrible grades.

Freaking Gpa. For a while I was coasting along, without a worry for the bright horizon that was my future. Then responsibility rolled around and I heroically failed in every aspect imaginable to fulfill that responsibility. Three months and 3 F's later, I've arrived back at square one, with my goal being to bring that Gpa up a couple more notches out of the B+ arena and into the "this guy's worth his salt" spectrum. I don't know, I just might have some implausible standards, but again, good chi and transient energies permitting, time just might allow me to own up to them.

Right now, I'm becoming either very depressed or slightly mental. it's a coin toss at any given moment. Great company and good books serve to provide the mediation between the two extremes. Things I've got to keep in mind have flashed on me now and then, but I think I'm just letting it ride for now. Bad because indifference can often be misconstrued as laziness. And boy, am I indifferent. Where else can a person gain his sanity? Where else? Certainly not on the internet, on DA. Sleep might be where I can find it. You know what, that's a pretty good idea.

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