At least I don't bite my fingernails...

So I'm finally getting back into school again. It's only taken me 1 1/2 bloody years. >_< It's going to take some adjusting, getting used to classes again. Especially since graduate courses =/= undergraduate courses. I might actually have to work this time around... perish the thought.

Seriously though, I've decided that the world is a terrifying and scary place, and that I don't like it. I was so comfortable with the small college town I used to live in, that the rest of the world just seems way to big. I don't have a base of operations anymore, and that makes me a bit of a nervous wreck, I'm sad to say. But, as always, I'll live. I'll just smoke much more than I should in the meantime.