1:22 a.m. on 2002-06-22
Falling off the cliff's edge

I owe something of an explanation as to why I haven't updated this fucker in about two weeks. While my original plan was to write up a huge frenzy of shit before ditching all things diary, I detoured. Graduation happened. And while I didn't let on as much in my diary entry (re: Graduation) it was actually a traumatic event. I probably enjoyed my tenure in college more than 95% of the people who attend college. I lived my post-high school life the way I lived my H.S. life: in total ignorance of the benefits offered by participating in the conventional consume-regurgitate educational mode. I excelled at mediocrity, garnering a 2.5 gpa.

I remember walking underneath the F train overpass scores of times during the Summer of 1999 thinking that my college years were very far ahead of me. The trauma I incurred out of leaving college is that I have basically one last "I can't believe it's over" moment and that's when the nurse disconnects my wrinkled, tired old body from the respirator.

I'm going to lock this baby up. Those who I've come to know and like (all of you poor saps who either I listed as a favorite or vice versa)can leave a note in the GB and I'll send along the password.

in the slammer - up for parole