• Melancholy......

The word actually sounds like the feeling it is describing.



I learned a valuable lesson last night. Even on Halloween, in a college town, with 20,000 drinking students, it is not ok to walk across the street with a beer in hand. "Hey You! Stop right there! Can I see some identification." Yes, once again Lenny the rebellious bad boy has gotten into trouble with the law. Open container violation, thank you very much.

I was at a halloween party with some friends about 4 blocks from my house, I had walked there. We were walking literally across the street to some other friend's house when the cops pulled up. I tried to toss the beer I was holding but they of course saw it and singled me out. Do I look like trouble? Who looks at my face and thinks,"Wow, that looks like a tough guy, I bet he's up to no good". Anyways, it is $115 base fine and a required court date. Hopefully I can just pay the fine and be done with it, but since I have a history of hooliganism, I'm sure it won't be that easy.

Why do I feel like this society is always trying to demoralize me and run me into the ground?

Ohwell, what can you do....

• In brighter news, it has been gorgeous here this week. I got a good 230 mi. in on the bike in crisp clear autumn weather, it was pretty amazing actually.

I don't know how I forgot to mention this, but we got chickens at the house. 4 of them actually. I'm pretty excited about walking into the back yard and picking up breakfast....

I hate work. If it wasn't the best possible scenario that I could ask for, I wouldn't be here another day. I just feel like all of my enthusiasm, ideas, and creativity is completely wasted on mundane tasks that anyone could do. I know I get paid to do my homework, i get to take classes and ride my bike all day, and on and on. But it drives me up the wall....

School is going well, I just had my midterms. I know I did pretty well on both of them. Looks like a couple more A's for the transcript. The funny thing about it is, I'm still not trying very hard at all. The only difference now is that I actually turn things in when I'm supposed to. I can't wait until I get these lower level classes out of the way so I can take something more challenging.

Nothing doing on the girl front. I discovered that I am really bad at this whole dating game. It would be much easier if we could be more like peacocks or something, "Hey baby, like my feathers?" I guess it is because I spent all of the years I was supposed to be learning it, preoccupied. I've found that I just can't talk when I'm around someone I'm interested in. It makes it pretty difficult. Maybe I will actually ask her out one of these days. God knows I've practiced in my head hundreds of times. Whatever, I was thinking about joining the seminary anyways.


Well, Holla at 'cha boy.
Lendo