I'm currently packing up my life and getting ready to move into my own apartment (as soon as I find one). It's really all very odd. Aside from that, I've begun working on a book; well, that's somewhat deceptive. I've began collecting my thoughts on various subjects, or it will be on various subjects when I'm done, in a little sketch book I picked up the other day. It's really a very nice one, and I love the texture of the cover (it's a soft cover). If only my pen would stop being a jackass it would all be good. I think I spent twenty minutes at McDonalds (yeah, yeah, sucky food, but I didn't want to walk to the Quay and I'm trying to save money) just writing about perception while my fries got cold. It's really interesting when you think about it, considering we're both physical and spiritual beings.

Anyhow, life is crazy. Like always.