they killed pit bulls. bastards.

I'm house-sitting in Monroe with Nina! and it's interesting: 3 o'clock in the morning and i'm not asleep, especially not asleep with Sam. And thats a good thing. And i have a date with a kid from Black Poet's on Sunday, which is a good thing. And Jake is flattering me again, which is a retarded thing. And i missed Idaho last night, which...i'm not sure what that is.

I'm going to apply to a graduate school--a law school. Maybe in Washington, near the San Juan Islands...or maybe in Eugene. Or maybe somewhere else. Thats in four years. Then i'll be done with school, after three more years, and i'll fight for environmental justice in the court system and make my dad happy. And be professional, and own an organic garden and have an empowering girlfriend, or an un-emo boyfriend, and travel and be strong. And write.

I'm excited. And way deprived of sleep. Sam and Matt move out a week from yesterday, i'm counting down and Matt gets back tomorrow and moves in tomorrow, and wow, i'm sick of TV...

I love everyone so much. Don't be sad...be handsome!