Well, I went swing dancing last night. It was very fun indeed. Jenn and her roomie Audrey came, and it was very fun. Afterwards we went back to their place (the new Sierra Vista Apartments) and I finally got to see what the inside of one looks like! It was thrilling let me assure you. Actually those apartments are pretty damn cool.

Today I went to the fencing tournament to watch, and it was decently fun. All of my friends lost though... (poor Jenn, poor Myles) I'm sure they will kick ass next time though. Now I'm at home... and bored off of my ass.

I wish I could say I've been doing a lot of thinking lately, and then tell of my deep intimations and fascinating revelations... it just hasn't been like that though. I've been really busy between work and school, and while it's nice to time to myself this weekend, I find its really just sort of boring. I'm torn between wanting ten-million more things to do, and wanting to have nothing to do.

As for the girl situation, nothing new to report... well I guess that isn't entirely true. Generally when I like a girl I fall head over heals and can't eat or sleep without thinking of her. It isn't really like that this time... I dunno, maybe I'm just getting old and jaded... but if it doesn't work out I doubt I'll be that crushed. I mean how many other times has it 'not worked out' in the past 3 years? Let me tell you, quite a few. So maybe I'm finally emotionally detached enough that I can pursue something like this wholeheartedly and without abandon or reserve. Unlikely, but I can fool myself into believing it. I don't know, its as if there are two personae within me: one non-chalant and nearly apathetic, while the other a beast of passion, fueled only by desire. The past 3 years have nearly killed the beast of passion, should I be sad? I guess that persona lentum has taken over more than I've thought. Oh well.