Drat, my free pc fell through. The person I was going to get it from is in crisis-mode, and it’s not worth bothering her over.

Ah, well, I’m going to try an make big brain work like a good boy again… probably will be my project for while my sweetheart is off on her trip. I’m going to miss her terribly while she’s gone. Plans to survive are – go to the beach, and write her a love letter every day. Lose myself in my work. Ack. so much for chatting all day with her. I’m going to flip my lid, I know it. Spend more time looking for Apartments, work on the short story, and maybe convince Danny to go out, or My brother for the fourth. It’s no use though, if I look up and see fireworks, I’ll envision her with me, holding hands. Not such a bad thing. I’m glad I carry her with me in my heart.

In other thoughts… Don’t you hate when it turns out a person whos work your so impressed with turns out to have faults and failings? I’m sorely disappointed in a few of my childhood and teen heroes…. Ben Franklin, William Burroughs, Dr. Seuss, Thomas Edison. They all were brilliant minds, but seemingly *real* jerkweeds at times too. Pesky, but I guess that comes from being human. I’m a pod person, and still can be a stinker sometimes.