shafted
So I am on a road trip on my way home from Chicago. Some may find it odd that I am on my way home from a place that is home to allot of people whom I should have seen but didn’t, but that is the fact of the matter as far as the matter has fact. Any who, I sure had a good time, I bought a bunch of wine at trader joes and have been giving it away in mass as I have stopped to see people along the road back to colorful Colorado. Humm. Jerky jerk. Sometimes I try to get in touch with people but can’t. I claim the reason for my failure owes to their being scensters. Damn them scensters. So what if I don’t try hard. I have seen a whole slew of people on this trip, from Parker Parsons and Le’ora Tyree, to Jim White and Paul Grey, whom I have discovered are going to include me in a “philosophy majors: where are they now?” publicity pamphlet for the new Cornell admission packet. I hope that my example can inspire someone at some point to do something, that would be exciting wouldn?t it.
I have been grappling with whether or not to post this next bit of news to the website for fear that by doing so I will somehow make it more official, but I might as well simply because it is true. So… Christy and I have broken up with each other. It was of mutual consent and consideration, but all the same it makes me quite sad.
