8.07.2004

to this, my last week free until chaos ensues, starting now:

i will miss the free time we will have shared. come to think of it, i will miss it a lot considering i have absolutely everything to worry about on top of being just a student here at berkeley; there's the band, there's the job, there's being the good friend and the great friend, there's being clinically depressed, alcoholic, and addicted to illegal substances, there's lack of motivation, there's cable television, there's being hungry, there's writing, there's playing with the computer, there's trying to stay emotionally, mentally, and physically stable.

to my job, which i will be working for spot on until the end of this week, and starting next week will probably not see again until the fall football season ends.

my birthday is the second day of the band's fall training program.

can someone smack me over the head already and tell me to wake up from this dream that ftp is only really two weeks away?

summer went by way too fast.

to this, my last week until chaos ensues, i hope that everything works itself out and i'm not dying before i'm actually scheduled to.

it doesn't stop after one more week. i can't. it won't.

and if you try to do or say so otherwise, you'll pay for it.

dearly.

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