Chapter 25
Tuesday, May 02, 2006
  Finals Week
It's raining in Providence. Most everyone I encountered today seemed to be in a bad mood about it, but I tend to find it rather nice. Gray skies go with my mood today. And what a day it was; another busy one that fimds me still at the office tonight at 5:30 still needing to send e-mails and prepare for a early morning meeting. However keeping with this schedule I'm usually able to swing some time off on Friday afternoons, so that's nice. If I don't have any pressing work, of course.

This is a very strange time, as many people I have just began to know are cramming for exams and preparing to leave for the summer, of forever in some cases. This is the first year in 17 years where I am not on the "academic" calendar. I'm kind of looking forward to the summer though, maybe life might be a little slower paced than it has been of late. Maybe. Everyone builds up Providence summers'. But boy, I don't know.

So Rob called me over the weekend, he and Kasey are out in California now. For those of you that are geographically inclined--apparently according to a disturbing new study from the National Geographic Society that is a whole lot of us!--California is on the West Coast. Of The United States. In the Western Hemisphere.

I thought earlier of many random thoughts I wanted to write down today, but that was in the car before a rather hectic afternoon and extended phone conversations with both my sister (who turns 18 this weekend and is attending her prom! what??!!) and brother (who's determing majors and messing with life and love and the right soundtrack to accopany it all by), so it's all gone from me now. Oh well, maybe it will come back. If it's important, it will. Like friendships; if they're important, they'll never actually leave you, and even when they seem to have dissapeared...they will always come back to you.

I just remebered one: how cool would it be to be at the New Orleans Jazz Fest this week? Hearing the music of Fats Domino and the New Orleans Social Club just makes me just wanna start Walkin' to New Orleans...
 
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www.skeeballers.com It's the website I've been working on.
 
very nice website, mi amigo. good job on it. It's been so long since I've played skee-ball.
 
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