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Hehe...and all I wanted was the license to practice law!?!?
Hey, Rob: Hello, my name is Inigo Montoya. You killed my father. Prepare to die. :)

Figured I should bring my journal into September. Only took me an extra week to catch up with it...

Don't feel much like updating anyone with anything. I am still recuperating, but feeling much better than I was.

As I have told those who need to know, don't expect much of this journal from here on out. I may occassionally drop an entry, but, frankly, if I want you to know, you do; otherwise, too bad.

Reasons? I have recently come to find that just because people call themselves friends, does not make them such. In that vein, do I care if they know or don't know what's going on with me? No. As for the friends I can count on, well, they keep up with me on the phone or by email.

The journal, yes, I said I would address this... Yes, it was designed as an outlet for ME. For ME to vent, rant, rave, and catch people up with the going-ons of my life. Upon reflection, however, I found I was writing entries more for other people than for myself. (See rant above re: if I want you to know...).

If I find I need to vent or rave, then I will make use of this site. If others find they were using it to stay caught up with my life, well, the phone's over there.

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