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2003-05-24 - 2:06 p.m.

This is why all of you should sign the guestbook from time to time. You never know when I'm going to say, "I don't think I'll update until someone else signs the guestbook." So thanks, Bob, for letting things get back underway.

A lot sure has happened since last time. First, the reason I stopped posting in the first place, Rob and I went to Huntington a few weeks ago. I managed to get my school stuff in order, and I'm now officially an English Education major. Since then, I've gotten most of my schedule done. The only class I don't have is ENG 102, because they're all full. It should be no problem for me to get an overload, though, since I'm an English major now.

The next week, I closed one of the longest, most important chapters in my life. I don't think I'll say anything else about it. Just know that it happened, and I'm better for it.

That's also the week that I saw The Matrix: Reloaded. For the benefit of any unfortunate souls that haven't seen it, I won't discuss any specific parts of the movie. That said, it may be the most incredible thing ever committed to film, and you should all gnaw off your right arms... provided that gnawing off your arm will somehow help you see the movie. If it doesn't, then you probably shouldn't. Unless you were already planning to for some reason.

By the way, I saw it on Wednesday night: the night before it actually came out. Bam!

I'm pretty sure that The Next Big Thing is done. It was fun while it lasted, but I ran out of things to say. Rob found that it was fun to jab at the people there and see what they did. He enjoyed it so much that he wound up getting banned. Oh well. We had some laughs at other people's expence. That's really all you can ask for.

I twisted my ankle yesterday. Rob, Brandon and I were playing with a gigantic ball in Rob's back yard, and I stepped in one of the holes that the dogs dug. It only hurts when I try to walk. It feels like it's about to snap, but I don't think there's anything terribly wrong with it.

I feel like I owe you more since I've been gone so long, but I'm hungry, so I'm going to get some food.

Later.



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