I have this problem with blogs. I write them, and then delete most of my posts, because I don’t feel like I say anything worthwhile.
No one reads this, anyway, so that shouldn’t matter.
I spent my summer taking online courses and working. I think it was the most stressful summer of my life so far. At one point, David and I decided to say fuck it and went to Chicago for a couple days. Then it was back to the same.
I took the GRE. I kicked the verbal section’s ass, did pretty well on the math too.
So far, fall is much better. For one thing, when I have physical classes to attend I don’t have to work every day. For another, I’m only taking two actual classes, and doing some research.
David and I moved into our OWN place. No more roommates. We are in a house in the ghetto (renting), but we are alone. It’s wonderful.
So…I feel much better now.