Empathy No. 164

05/21/03, Diary entry 571

The jail cell is OPEN. About time, this last two weeks I could have lost my freaking nut here. But another year is behind us, just ONE MORE until I get to move on. But I'm not thinking about that right now.

What am I thinking about? Everyone wants to know what I'm going to do. Well, let me start with a little short manifesto about what I'm positively NOT doing:

I am NOT taking Summer classes.

I am NOT joining any of those weird clubs.

I am NOT even looking at the school, let alone going there for ANY reason.

I am NOT making any big deal plans.

I am NOT starting any projects.

I will, however, hang out with a gusto. Yes, I am going to do nothing and it will be GLORIOUS.

The sibs, being better little kids than me, do have their plans. Jason talked Dad into that job of his (he will regret it in about two weeks, I guarantee). Brooke is going to do some art class thing, which is cool I GUESS. Roderick hasn't made any big announcements and if he's as smart as we all think, he won't. He'll just be hanging out with me and Gary and everyone else.

He hasn't had a birthday since he's been here, huh? Well, MAYBE I'll help plan that. That's all, though.

God, I better stop before I start talking to myself. It was a long day, it was a fun party, and I have a lot of nothing to do tomorrow. Ah, to wake up to a day with nothing to do...nothing better.