i don't even know. all i know is it's been a long time.

life as i know it is about to end... no, i'm not dying. i mean my life is about to change. how come ppl misinterpret what i say so often? am i that difficult to understand? do i have a huge, distracting zit on my forehead... or is it that i don't take the time to organize my thoughts before i open my mouth. most likely the latter. but i try not to think about it too much.  never mind. anyway, where was i. o, yeah, my life. well, i guess it's not about to change so extremely much, but my activities of daily living (commonly known as ADLs) are about to change. well, not exactly, i suppose. it's just that i'll be performing them in a different place, at a different time and, most likely, at a different pace. i've volunteered to help out with summer camps this summer. (there, i said it)no more piano, no more oakridge. for the time being anyway. i'm pretty excited. a little nervous... but that doesn't seem to dampen my spirits. i'm ready to do something new. ...tetigng uto of clok avhne rof a liwhe is usjt a bnuso...  anyway. next comes SMBI in the fall. well, probably, anyway. i mean i haven't sent in my application yet, but it's in the plans. but plans change too, so who knows. in 4 months i could be on a bush plane somewhere over the mediterranean sea.... don't ask where that came from.

i feel like i've been rambling. you know, there are just some days you feel like talking on and on about nothing. like it doesn't really matter what or to who, just so your communicating with someone or getting things out of your system. from here i go to ice shack where i ask ppl if they would like dip with there pretzel, "was that a large vanilla cone dipped in chocolate?" and "what all did you want in you sunday?" for about 6 hours. should be stimulating..

"Jesus, take the wheel..."