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Fried written @ 7:29 PM on February 01, 2003 I'm feeling better now. I spent all Friday night and all this Saturday working on homework trying to get caught up and ahead, and I've cleared some significant hurdles. On the other hand it depresses me that I've spent my days off doing homework. How mundane. What a waste. I have some studying and research left to do, but I'll be able to finish it tomorrow. The rest of the night belongs to me. The pixie stix helped raise the endorphin levels in me, oh tee hee. *** I began a new diary, only I will not give out the password or the username, although a select few if they were especially shrewd may be able to figure it out. That diary, however, is locked, for darker reasons. So I apologize that I have denied you all access to it; I appreciate it that you've lent me the passwords to yours, but this has to be for me. *** I have made significant progress on my first novel, and am about to make another important stride. I am about to reach the birth of the characters whose story will be carried through the rest of the series. The older characters have almost served their purposes completely and will fade into a darker legend, which will be a pillar of the new civilization. I really like where this first story has gone. I used to like it the least out of the other stories, but there is something hopeful and subliminally sad in this one that the others may not have. There have been offers by serious readers in my dorm to help me edit it. I just wonder how to proceed on to the next step: continue writing in the series and accomplish more novels before making the publishing leap, or try to see how far I can get with this first one. *** Mom has almost secured a deal for a beach house this summer in Rhode Island. I saw pictures of it online, and it looks very nice. I don't know if I'll be able to go on vacation this summer if I get a job in the theater, but getting away sure would be nice. *** That whole Columbia incident is truly depressing. I remember playing with a model Columbia shuttle toy when I was a kid, complete with the side rockets. What a piece of news to wake up to on a quiet Saturday. So far this country has been marked for disaster this millennium, and this upcoming war isn't shining any positive light on the future. Ah, to be living in America these days. To be living in these times. Makes you wonder how the history books will write about this stuff, how truthful they will be, how they may dilute the facts. Here's a bit of irony: the shuttle went down in Texas, the place of Bush's birth, not far from a town called Palestine with the first Israeli astronaut on board. Let that be irony and not a bad omen. *** Anyhow, I'm void of further thoughts this evening. I feel fried.
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