A long time, it has been, young reader. Update, I shall.
::Cracks his neck and fingers, prepares to type::
-So, once again the Great American Novel will wait, while I catch-update on LJ (I'm really, really serious about eventually writing it though.) I haven't been on in a while so if the conventions have changed, please pardon. I am truly sorry for any and all annoyances.
-So, first for the trivial... I'm back in school, I registered for classes, I dropped one (German III), I already skipped three classes, and I like long walks on the beach, and I got screwed out of a car this year.
-Enough of that. I had an excellent summer, and I'm going to spell it out, right here, right now. I was kissing my Wookie at night in the rain less than 20 feet from the stage at a (free) Lifehouse concert; I went on the Dania Beach Hurricane (roller coaster, for those of you not from So-Fla) 7 times in a row; I took my girl to a restaurant on the beach and then we lied there on a blanket in each other's arms looking at the stars. I went to quite a few excellent movies, which were made all that much better by the presence of my Wookie; I went on an overnight trip to Epcot with my girl and had a wonderful time (overnight and at Epcot...). I fought for independence and lost; I fought for my sanity and overcame the subsequent losses I endured; I worked a lot and spent nearly every cent, nearly exactly how I wanted to.
-I did more than that, it just reads well as it's written, so it shall remain as is. I know I didn't encompass my entire summer/first two weeks of class in its/their entirety, but that would be a tad on the boring side. I had a great summer, but I slept and did a lot of tedious crap too.
-I'm really looking forward to my trip to Ithaca and my Wookie's visit here. They will be nice. I don't really have any desire to work or think for my difficult classes (actually, all of them are tough), nor do I want to take easy ones. This puts me in a pickle. Do not ask how one can find oneself in a pickle, I only know that I am thusly and uncomfortably positioned.
-I believe this will be a sufficient "Comeback," if you will, for the time being. I believe I've divulged enough material to you all. Goodbye.
-So, once again the Great American Novel will wait, while I catch-update on LJ (I'm really, really serious about eventually writing it though.) I haven't been on in a while so if the conventions have changed, please pardon. I am truly sorry for any and all annoyances.
-So, first for the trivial... I'm back in school, I registered for classes, I dropped one (German III), I already skipped three classes, and I like long walks on the beach, and I got screwed out of a car this year.
-Enough of that. I had an excellent summer, and I'm going to spell it out, right here, right now. I was kissing my Wookie at night in the rain less than 20 feet from the stage at a (free) Lifehouse concert; I went on the Dania Beach Hurricane (roller coaster, for those of you not from So-Fla) 7 times in a row; I took my girl to a restaurant on the beach and then we lied there on a blanket in each other's arms looking at the stars. I went to quite a few excellent movies, which were made all that much better by the presence of my Wookie; I went on an overnight trip to Epcot with my girl and had a wonderful time (overnight and at Epcot...). I fought for independence and lost; I fought for my sanity and overcame the subsequent losses I endured; I worked a lot and spent nearly every cent, nearly exactly how I wanted to.
-I did more than that, it just reads well as it's written, so it shall remain as is. I know I didn't encompass my entire summer/first two weeks of class in its/their entirety, but that would be a tad on the boring side. I had a great summer, but I slept and did a lot of tedious crap too.
-I'm really looking forward to my trip to Ithaca and my Wookie's visit here. They will be nice. I don't really have any desire to work or think for my difficult classes (actually, all of them are tough), nor do I want to take easy ones. This puts me in a pickle. Do not ask how one can find oneself in a pickle, I only know that I am thusly and uncomfortably positioned.
-I believe this will be a sufficient "Comeback," if you will, for the time being. I believe I've divulged enough material to you all. Goodbye.