Life is good. I'm done with school for the summer, I got an A. (The prof told me as I was leaving.) I'm calling one of the grad schools I was invited to attend tomorrow, to see if my invitation would still stand, if I were to choose not to finish my philosophy degree. I'm pretty sure I'm done with Hartwick philosophy, but I think I'd like to earn my Ph.D for it at some point. While I know this is no walk in the park, I don't think I'd have too much trouble, as both McFarlane and Rocknak had no doubt that I would breeze (comparatively) through the thesis.

It might seem like a waste of time to the rest of you, but since I want to work for the FBI, I don't think I'm overqualifying myself. They like over-educated people. So, I have this next year to get my grades up, and hopefully I'll do the internship there summer of 2008.

The waters are receding, I'm all moved in and in a flutter of domesticity (Liz is coming over to bake pies and make fried chicken with me today), school is done, and someone very special has walked back into my life. I needed a pick-me-up, but this is like...never mind, I won't describe it. Josh already told me I'm dopey.

Working is rough, but it'll be a lot easier with no school work except thesis prep. I'm only working 4 jobs this summer, for a rough total of about 90 a week. That's down from last summer, but I'm spoiling myself a little this year.

I got a new cell phone, and my dad, as usual, went above and beyond. He asked what kind of phone I wanted, I said I really didn't care, but a flip phone would be nice, so it wouldn't get all scratched up in my pocket. He, of course, got me a camera-phone, so watch out! I've been playing with it.

Life is good.