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An amazing party, perhaps the best I've ever been too. And now I sit here with a hangover, some physics homework, a broken thumb and an ability to just keep pushing it. I spent like an hour yesterday finding this one Kings of Leon song; its called Milk. It's so good, comes highly recommended. Its nice to know that I, for the time being anyway, can still keg stand a second for every year of my life. Mostly it's nice to know that I am loved. Above all else that's what I feel and what I am thankful for. My enumeration of my possessions (the hangover, homework, even the broken thumb) is although it may on the surface seem like a complaint really just a stock of some of the things I have acquired in 20 years. Physics homework is.....work but at least its in my life. My thumb is broken but eh, could have been worse, and as my philosophy TA says, its all about the Logos, life is chaos and change. Socrates would say that to fear death itself is an illogical assumption about the world that we all share. Philosophy is done best near death (or at least going 40mph down Hagar). The hangover, not really rushing for some unexpected support of this, it sucks. Although it is a reminder of a good night, I'm not sure Ive ever drank that much. Lastly the ability to keep pushing it, a blessing and a curse. Some people like Allie eat it up, some people like Jonn are offended by it. But it's me and I will always try to win, for better or worse.