The story continues!
I'm in the process of writing a letter to the laundry company what destroyed Justin and my laundry. The total damage estimate they're getting is $134.50 and they'd better pay it. Worship my mad complaint-letter writing skillz.

Today I spent the morning in bed. It was completely lovely and I've decided I should do it more often. I feel alert, more self-confident, and I've been noticing so many more things. Here are a few non-sequitors from about the last few days:

-The University has sold out to Pepsi. New contract; their old one was with coke. So the last few days Coke trucks have been parked all around campus slowly carting vending machines out of halls and buildings, emptying campus of it's sweet, sugary, carbonated goodess. Pop, bleah. I wish they would stay gone, so I could watch the soda gluttons, fat and thin alike, starve for their caffiene and aspartame fixes. Drink water, beeotches!

-Campus security has begun to tag "permanently parked" bicycles. Particularly around the rec center, I've noticed two or three bikes that have been there for at least the last three months. Two of them have been there longer and have become weathered, dirty, spider webs spun among the spokes and between the handle bars. One of them has two flat tires. The third, however, is a nice mountain bike with shocks and a new seat. Worth more than my own bike. Would anyone miss it if I stole it? Where did these people go that their bikes have dwelled under this overhang for months now on end? It is a mystery!!

-"S/he's nice, but..." Such a classic line about a relationship. It's the first time I've actually had anyone say it to me (in reference to someone else) and the ironic impact of it wasn't lost on me. First, if "nice" is an adjective you use for your partner, really, in any context, it's a sure sign there's problems. Aside from "smelling nice" and being a "nice guy" (still more an insult than a complement), the word "nice" such a no-impact descriptor that using it to describe someone just indicates the lack of a better word. Second, the conjunction, "but" in any situation "S/he's X, but..." is bad enough, BUT used after "NICE"? I recoil. People just aren't "nice" these days! What does that mean, anyway? "You're so NICE." Why thank you. What ELSE am I? Whoo, rant-a-licious. Sorry, it was just such a choice line. I had to pick it out and say, "agh! I hope I never hear that again about someone any one of my friends (or myself) is involved with!" No more gossip from me, tho. Nuh-uh. Not even anonymously. I only gossip about myself here.

-Sistrer Liz ("Cheezy P") just wrote me a letter. It's so sweet I have to share. That, and you can see that I wasn't lying about the cartilage pops.

Queen Tuna Q.
S'ok about the Cardigan. If you want it, you can keep it for all i care, I
never wear it. No need to mail it. I'm not touchy about my clothes like
Allie is, as long as you tell me sooner or later and give it back clean and
undamaged I couldn't give a damn if you borrow something. What kind exactly
are the cartilage pops? I've been craving them (nose cartilage... makes my
mouth water just thinking about it...) and I wanna know just what kind they
are so I can force mom to buy em... :). I hope you had fun in MI and I hope
Oma wasn't too on your case the whole time. Seemed to me like she wasn't
sure what exactly to say to you. I'm glad you liked our card. I thought you
my apreciate the randomness. :) I love you and miss you. I'll try to come
visit again soon! School starts in a week (eeek) so I'm tryin' to just chill
out and relax for the rest of the summer. Hope the rest of your summer is
good too! Luv yah!
*luv and kisses!* ~Cheesy P.

It's so awesome that I get along with all my sisters now. Growing up, I truly despised my family. I never loved my parents and I found my sisters absolutely annoying. But now they worship me and my parents treat me like I'm a human being. O the joy!

-Look! The most recent Newsweek has published an article on weblogs!