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03/25/2003 entry: "Buh."

Well, I'm back early. I won't get into why, there wasn't really a solid reason, we just decided to leave early.

But I am shocked at the contents of my inbox. Way too much crap, only a couple personal / good emails. And I wrote a couple people before I left AND posted an entry in here! For crying out loud. Screw y'all if you're going to act that way.

For my own personal reference (apparently) I had a nice time. I have at least 2 rolls of film to develop (I think more like 3) and some good stories. And, I am seriously considering moving to downtown Omaha when I graduate. Nia and I were quite taken with the Old Market. She wants to move there even sooner.. and it's affordable. One bedrooms pretty much don't go higher than 800. That's where Naperville prices START.

In any case, it was an interesting trip. I can't believe we drove for 7 hours with only like one or two breaks. I also can't believe how terrible the three of us are when we get together. I'm crossing every pair of digits I have in hopes that some specific pictures come out. You know the ones, Sara.

I have to admit, I felt a tad like Dave Attell during his Alaska episode. Everytime we told someone we were from Chicago, they said "What are you doing in NEBRASKA?"

It was quite annoying by earlier today, when a guy who worked at this fantastic coffee shop said it. So I exclaimed, "WHY DOES EVERYONE KEEP ASKING US THAT?" and proceeded to calm myself down by drinking one of their damn fine smoothies.

Tomorrow, I'm taking all my film to Walgreen's or something for one hour processing. Then, I'm scanning in the pictures and setting up a slide show. Lovin' it.

I've been particularly wacky and carefree today (when stress was not applied to my fragile nerves). Probably do to some wacky dreams I had last night and a similarly goofy (but interesting / helpful) conversation I had with Nia about it this morning. For like, an hour after I woke up I couldn't keep myself from stopping once in a while, thinking for a second about it, and then going "Wow, fuck. Fuck fuck fuck." Nia teased me. I continued to swear incessantly. Good times.

Not that it was a bad dream, just a weird one. And the type I hadn't had in a little while. It was kind of nice. But they're those dreams that you always wake up kind of half still in, or half still wondering if you really had it. Hot shit. (What?)

Sara and I rocked out to Devo on the way back to my house at 4am. I bought Devo in Omaha. It was beautiful. Nia likes Liz Janes now. I have some good stuff I brought back for myself. I'll take pictures / explain. More stories tomorrow.

Haha, the sun is coming up. That reminds me of something kind of nice to be reminded of. Haha. I wish it was summer.

I don't wanna sleeeeep but I have to. I've been up since like 10am or so this morning. But like I said, more stories tomorrow. Full stories. Because there's a couple winners. Remind me to tell you about "Kum and Go".