The streets are flooding but I’m okay with that as long as I can make my way home eventually. Another semester has come to an end, and with the summer sprawled out before me, I am at a loss with what to do with my time. South Padre is scheduled to appear sometime in my summer calendar, but we’ll see if it actually pans out. My friend Stacy is enjoying yet another summer in Yellowstone, and a huge part of me wishes I was there, but a small part of myself is glad that I’m here in the mosquito infested, insanely hot, and relentlessly humid Bayou City. Graduation is a year away, I like to take it slow, and although it is a weekend event, and long past due, I’m not looking forward to insta-debt and rejections from future employers. To spend this long to acquire a degree that means nothing to the real world is not something to celebrate.
May 13, 2004