
I'm just watching a bad dream I'd never wake up from.
Find out what anime bad boy you are.
Well, they sure told me. Cripes. I was hoping to get Jet (but I guess he's not a bad boy, however you qualify THAT). Well, I guess this makes sense, as Cowboy Bebop is my fave anime series.
What lame pick up line are you?
Christ almighty, I have thoroughly exceeded the stupid polls quotient of blogspot today. Oh well.

You are a real bastard without morals. You're very
self-centered and you'll do anything to get your way.Take The "Which WWF Wrestler are you?" Quiz.
Created by
Potman
Well, glory be. Who knew it? And I've always thought myself a fairly moral character. Shows you about that moral blindness we all suffer when we look at ourselves.
what movie symbolism are you?
find out!
Well, ja guru de va.
Oh, and I still haven't spoken with the girl at the camp. Partly from fear, but mostly because she's there, I'm here, and we both have better things to do than worry about lame romantic shit that is absolutely irrelevant to the very intense things we are each doing right now (me prepping for FBI special agent exam, her helping babysit sixty kids). But she's still on my mind. So I'm not a complete bastard.
In more me relentlessly improving myself news, the new improved me (which is to say, the guy I was before I went to college and had all my self sucked out of me) is taking over. I am making new friends, and looking for a new job, and generally living each day to get my shit done. This is where going to take charge of camp really helped. I learned that when there are roughly eighty people counting on you, when every decision you make is important, you just have to get the shit done. I consciously applied Jim Barksdale's three rules of snakes. Here goes: 1) When you find a snake, kill it. 2) Don't play with dead snakes. 3) Every opportunity starts out as a snake. For snake, read problem. And yes, they are cheesy, but they allowed me to keep the camp gong without it going completely to hell.
I pledge to you, faithful readers (like, all five of you crazy kids) that the whining will come down to bearable levels. But here's a tip (finally learned after hearing it from different people over a period of close to ten years): Get your priorities straight. No one is going to worry more about you than you do. So stop worrying, and fix what can be fixed. Keep fixing. Once everything is fixed, there should be nothing to worry about. But worrying is just the easiest way to avoid getting shit done. And there is always shit to do. So hop to it, grasshopper!