There's a paper in that!

Two words-Phone Tree.
Two other words-Crazy Jerald.
Now put all this words into a story. Talk amongst yourselves.
He is so bad. I realize of course he's harmless but he is VERY bad. Sometimes I really wish he weren't so bad. Sometimes he makes me unnerved. Sometimes I think it's funny. It's a mood thing. Tonight-he amused me. Calling and telling me about the show and all.
Erika wasn't cool with me skipping class to go to Knoxville. Actually-I think she wouldn't have minded much-but it was a bit late when I told her my intentions so I didn't bother. (She said something about it being almost 5 o'clock and it was a 4 hour drive and yadda yadda yadda---semantics!) Plus there was a great discussion about post-modernity that I would've missed out on if I'd gone to Knoxville. Oh-yeh, I much prefer intellectual debate to being crazy.
And I think I'm doing better than I thought I would've believed 6 months ago. So-woot.