Return To Nothing

The playstation soccer obsession continues, but now he's gotten good enough to beat me, which is rather depressing.

We had dinner with Alex and Beth at the Heidelberg restaurant on Main Street a few days ago. It was quite nice to see them again and talk about old times and new times and everything else too.

I'm sick of wearing this stupid arm sling.

The people in the apartment above us are seriously elephants or something. It sounds like the ceiling is going to collapse.

Some Michigan student called and wanted me to give money to the university. I told her that the university wasn't getting one cent. She was annoying.