I wrote 11 cover letters but only sent six of them because my printer went weird and started printing my resumes with streaks on them. So I'll try to remedy that this weekend, but the six I got out were the more important six. So now I feel good. Not great, because I just can't STAND IT here anymore, but good. And that's a good thing.

And I get to leave within the next half hour and see Casey. Whee!

I like Thoreau, Bassett, and you can tell Rebecca that! I should put that in your guestbook.

I think I will.

I just took this cool quiz and got seven out of ten. I missed the first three, but hesitated and almost put the correct answer for three, so it was really eight of 10.