D&D went great, classes are good, I'm already pulling good marks, the teachers know my name (if not like me), and I am altogether stoked. For no good reason. I still miss Rachel terribly, but I know that neither she nor I will allow what we have to be jeopardized by a little distance.

 

I had a friendly lunch with my friend Kara and my other (seldom seen) friend Sarah Ceasar (not Kara's roommate). It was tons of fun, just hanging out and not worrying about stuff.

 

I'm really psyched up, and I think I'm going to do a little writing--though not here. I can barely stand how long my more rambling pieces become, and I won't put you all through it, either. I read part of Ben Franklin's "Autobiography" this weekend, for Lit class. Fascinating guy, and he gives me some hope.

 

I wish I had a better way to convey all this energy. I need to do something with it, I suppose. I'll find an outlet. For now, I love you all, maybe even my roommate--though not the way Kevin & Brian next door love one another. ;-)

 

--Your Friendly Neighborhood Jenkins