Hello my friend, not long have I traveled this earth, but as I attempt to slay the hydra of responsibility, it sprouts new heads in the shapes of graduate education and not eligible for parents' insurance. I find myself thinking of the fine folks here and no longer here. From my crystal ball I scry upon their postings and consider what I might send to them with my powers, yet it seems that even with considerable ability that allows trans-continental communication I lack the ability to recall or express even one thing of note!
The sun is hot, the days grow longer. And they grow shorter too, because apparently time is perceived as going by quicker when you get older. But I think whoever said that didn't work full time. Days go by like an arthritic inchworm which has found itself annoyingly vertebrate, but weeks and months just disappear.
The important thing is to stay interesting. Also, never get fat if you can help it. I have heard it's pretty hard to undo that.
