Life is weird. Things are changing. Im on the precipice of graduating. I work at the same department store, but all the managers are now different. I've got this whole grad school application crap going on, but I still have the sneaking suspicion that my motives are one part shoving it in Lambda Pi Eta's face - because I don't need them, really I don't - and the other part hunting down some fleeting moment of what I can almost call love. I believe however, that this is a different story for another time when it isn't 11 in the evening and a steady stream of shit isn't flowing from my finger tips.
Also...
thornsmoke you suck (not really), you are never online (certainly doing something actually worthwhile instead of the internets), and I have so many Kohls related stories to impart upon you.