July 3, 1999

So, school's out.
Graduation was really rough, I'm losing some of the most important people,
They're flocking around the nation & beginning their lives,
Leaving me in the safe bowels of high school... it's depressing!
I've come to the conclusion that I will not grow up.
This coming of age business isn't half what it's cracked up to be...
Freedom? Ha! That's what fake I.D.s are for!!
I'd rather stay sixteen forever... okay, so I'm seventeen -- damn it, see? That's exactly what I'm trying to say...
This aging thing is awful.
The school year just ended. It didn't seem real.
One minute we were bustling about the hallways and the next minute we were ejaculated into the summer swelter and summer job market...
As a collective group we seem to be reeling from the shock.
(It didn't help that our second day of finals had to be rescheduled due to a bomb scare)

So far, the summer has oozed in surreptitiously, leaving my poor head fuzzy, muggy and god-awfully lazy.
It's great to finally have the time to sleep in, catch up with Good People, and go out and do
all the things I never had time for...
But, it delays the jobsearch... and my wallet's getting pretty thin these days.
Anyway, when I get to a scanner I'll have up a nice little visual tribute to Prom, other end-of-the-year events
and a page of adoration up for The Greatest Thing since amoebas -- read: love interest.

Yes.. So do stop back soon... do... please..

Whip It Good.