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So it appears my brother's online journaling tendencies are spreading in plague-like proportions. There's me; some synwave person who by careful deduction I have found is someone named Paul...possibly one of Schwa's numerous friends I have met, then again, possibly not; and skunk who turns out to be Schwa's buddy/ex-roomie Mike who feels that I can never compare to my brother. Ah well, in many ways I suppose I never will, but at least I know there are more than two classes of living organisms (Sorry, bro, couldn't resit :-P ).

Went sailing yesterday. Do you know how cool that statement is? I went SAILING yesterday. Sigh I am going to miss this school. I'll miss the beach a five to ten minute drive in any direction. I'll miss being out on the boats for research, lab, or for the hell of it (the best of all, of course). I'll miss dorm life, strange but true (but I will NOT miss dorm food). It's kind of sad that these four years are already over. Didn't I just graduate from good ol' FCHS about a year ago? Feels like it. I should point out that if you take the virtual tour at FCHS you will find that although the band hall may be dead, it still survives in cyberspace.

So now what? Don't I wish I knew. CU "definitely wants [me]." Unfortunately, I definitely want to go to Boston and they only have me on their waiting list. I hate this limbo crap. I would much rather have had them say no because at least then I would KNOW what was going on. This in between shit is driving me up the wall.

Hmmmm...I have tutoring in an hour and my time out in the sun has made me sleppy so I think it's naptime for Katy.