don't the sunrise look so pretty, never such a sight

so i'm doing really well this semester. straight a's at the moment. i had a test at 10 the morning after the phillies won the world series...needless to say i was drinking heavily and raising a ruckus on broad street(ran into RACHEL, two kids from temple plus karl, al, gregg, and ZACDEMUNDO) then hanging out/drinking with my cousin till 6:30 at which point i walked from 10th and federal to market east(the city looked like a tornado had been through it) but i got on the train and promptly fell asleep only to awaken in, of all places, fucking lansdale. never needed to spend any more time at that train station but train home came fairly quickly and i made it to take the test with a splitting headache. i was deeply hungover and i was like shit i am totally failing this test right now but it turns out i got an 82!temple is easy yay.

today i had to have a gum graft which was heinous, and they didn't even give me any codeine. oh well. but my mouth is killing me. then i had an appointment with my fantastic gray bearded black man therapist. cognitive therapy, know about it

still infected with HOPE. latest word is hillary for secretary of state and while no one said more profanely horrible things about her during the primary than i, i actually like the idea and hope he picks her. would be a big, bold pick, plus-lincolnesque!team of rivals!

been following the stock market, rooting for my inheritance, and it is insane.

trying to move soon

barack is my copilot, the end