rootbeer floats

Today, I have the great pleasure of writing to you in a positively estatic state of mind. Not only am I genuinely happy today, but there also seems to be no reason I cannot remain so for a longly while (barring any more major catastrophes). I guess this is what comes from being out from under the giant yoke of living with my mother.

Also, I got to enjoy ibcs with my fine brother the night before I left Omaha's fair shores. Then I got to go to the fine zoo of omahaness with Jess and David before I left. This morning I slept in, and I had very many boy crazy dreamings. I am now listening to a quite humurous comedian.

Yes, I am at the high point of the roller coaster... no I am flying off of the roller coaster. Maybe I have a parachute this time.

I feel so young, instead of old.

I feel more independent than I have in forever. And yet I think people are awesome.

I must be high. Maybe all that spinach I ate yesterday.

I am also eating an excellent meatloaf.

Damn, I am happy. I am so excited to go back to cornell.

Announcement: Evan successfully made fudge!

I love you guys.