I haven't written in this thing a while. I sometimes don't see the point. It doesn't seem like I have much to contribute. I worked and now I am procrasting on my studies. It is pretty hot. I saw a play this weekend with Stacy my ex roommate and sort of ex love. It was never a relationship or intimate, in that way, but why do the one's I love always grow apart from me. I'm trying to work on letting go. I think i'll write when I have something more positive to contribute.