There has been far too much going on to even think about or even begin to blog about. There has been far too much that should not be discussed with the world (yes even with you, dearest Awesometown devotees) as it's necessary to draw the line somewhere.

One of the hardest parts about being single, is finally settling into the freedom of not having to deal with other people's needs, feelings, time schedules, etc, and yet wanting to feel validated and human and in the pursuit of such, even temporarily, having to deal with other people's needs, feelings and time schedules.

One of the hardest things about being emotionally intelligent is being hypersensitive to the atrocities of humans' lack of judgment, forethought, and acuity, and thinking it's possible to save the world even as your wings are overburdened trying to keep your own heart and soul aflight.

I lost 2 very awesome,  and very irreplacable rings last night at somepoint after the SG prom. It could have possibly been right before the cops interrogated us for being pulled over on the side of the road off the Golden Gate Bridge and peeing on the hillside, as I dropped my keys into a pile of brush/leaves/branches and had to nature-dive to retrieve them. Also, I found a Pyrex cakepan amid my natural toilet habitat. I apparently did not have my shoes on at this point, but I check and it looks like I shouldn't need a tetanus shot or anything too drastic. I could have very easily done a bunch of second hand crack or heroin residue, who knows what I was traipsing through as I peed in front of the marvelous vista atop the hillside just North of the GG Bridge.

I do not have to work tomorrow, but we did not make it on to BART to meet up with my coworker to check out Carnivale.  I have been almost entirely dead almost entirely all day. Quinne and Roach have some form of SARS I am hoping not to acquire.  Tomorrow is theoretically a BBQ at my uncle & his lady's house. I couldn't imagine driving back from the Cruisin' Nationals today and being exhausted, and then having to entertain guests tomorrow.

In other news, I am so ridiculously hungry (and canceled my bank card last nite upon thinking I had lost it) that I just ate 2 week old West Coast Pizza cheese sticks over-microwaved into a doughy mess, and I am about to microwave some rice for 20minutes because I don't feel like being attentive to the stove (it is also hot in here, you know). Moreover, I have decided I am going to graduate school for an MBA.

Suck it, Trebeck.