So I would have blogged about two nights ago, but my connection was down, and last night I didn't come home.

Thursday, I just went for a jog: it was s'posedta be just one lap, but the wind was blwoing,t he park deserted and dark, and the only sound the rustling of leaves, it was chilly, and as I rounded the corner on my last lap, I thought that I would fuck it and go another. So I did. It felt good--and I finished what I needed to, and was happy, though Joephet was again incommunicado, which I am somehow OK with--I am happy, and understanding....

Friday was great--classes mostly a breeze, and then more fun with coworkers and their friends at a mariachi-laden restaurant where I was dragged into a shouted argument over the viability of socialism in the face of capitalist aggression. I know this will sound racist, but I have a hard time restraining myself in front of bujii blacks who defend capitalism. Sigh. My shameful class background came to bear once more, and I think it was just a guy thing, alienating most of the girls at the table.

Then Alric for an insulting dinner, with plenty of good movie material, but not all that much moral progress. Spin-off blog anyone? I think Alric should start "blog of inadequacy."

Oh, I lost $4725 the other day. My program wasn't renewed for AmeriCorps money. Fuck.

Ummm.. then Joephet, which was yet more passing out, randomly, and then good local Indian food, and then back here.

Ah, well. Now on phone with parents who might go to the mainland for a job. Sigh. More PhD pressure now...