so i was assuming that since i missed a whole month of school, some of my classes would be pretty much impossible for me to make up. therefor i was in the mindset that, while i probably wouldn't make nearly enough credits to graduate this year, i would have a nice, laid-back semester with maybe three classes. damnit all, my school's ridiculous willingness to help is getting in the way. they are going to let me get back into all my classes and are more than happy to work with me so that i can make up the lost time and not miss out on credits. so starting tomorrow it's back to school full time, with a months worth of classwork to make up, and i get to go back to the gap. lame. lame lame. i have to do real actual work this semester? shit....
my friend alison ran the portland marathon today. she finished in four hours and thirty-four minutes. she ran the whole time. i gave her a hug, congratulated her, then lit a cigarette. 26.2 miles? hell, i would've been dying after four. she rocks. i do not. i'm ok with this.
happy birthday to hoppe a day late. i miss that kid. now it's time for some grub.
always.....
Hey what about the operation "Southern Comfort", good experiences? Bad? Any hope for our brothers and sisters in Mississippi?
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