No, I'm not sick of it yet

I can't think of anything to write about, though. I tried Rolling Rock Green Light, it wasn't very good. I might get fired from my job because of a really stupid driving record check. It's just speeding tickets, fuck off. It's weird how things change after high school. People that you couldn't stand aren't even worth much notice a few years later, and people you liked are kinda worth more. I think I might be getting a little sick of college. I could write a whole big thing about how much I hate the idea of "common sense," but I don't feel like it. I've been kinda thinking about moving, maybe somewhere out West. Near the coast would be nice, but it's way expensive. Scotch is awful good. Turning an Xbox 360 into a laptop is bad. Can you believe the new Survivor is gonna have teams divided by race? You think we're supposed to root for the lightest one? All the 9/11 anniversary stuff seemed kinda shitty in a way, but there were a couple of good documentaries on TV. A friend of mine from high school is having a bachelor party at the casinos. That's a pretty good idea. I'm a little tired, but I don't feel like going to bed yet, even though this isn't really a good reason to be awake. Maybe I'll dream about someplace where everything fits, and no one is left out, but it's cool not to talk all the time because no one takes it personally. The skies will be blue, blue like original blue, and the grass won't grow out of sullied earth, and your thoughts will have elbow room.

Fall is coming up. finally.