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Payed (paid?) on time. No late rent. I don't think my roommate would have liked it much. He IS the best roommate I've ever had. Not that I've had too many. But living with him doesn't fill me with self-loathing like some of the places I've lived. Pretty classy joint. Amazing what a difference where you live can have on your self-esteem. I feel good when I come. Can't accomplish a damn thing, but I feel good.

I'll see about working this thing into a routine. I believe I can. It's my blog, and it is time to re-commit.

Today was a good day. Ironically, Ice Cube said so. A friend at work played the song. I have no idea what Ronnie James Dio was trying to tell me about riding a tiger. Nonsensical lyrics...

My outlook on life is exceptionally bright at the moment. Like today was actually very good. I feel I can do stuff. I passed an impossible test for college credit. American Ethics. I could say something like, "That's an oxymoron," to poke fun at my own beloved country, but, we have ethics and shit. I used them today. But no one I've talked to has ever passed the thing, and the proctor said that it has a low pass rate. I went in expecting the worst, but just did the best I could. There was an essay portion at the end. I answered it in a very casual and familiar tone. If they don't like it, oh well. I've decided I'm not a performing monkey and that I'll say what I want. They can give me credit for it. Or not. I regret not my answer.

Studied my ass off to find that the questions I studied were nowhere to be found. I passed, though. Next, I teach myself biology. I'm excited after this last test. One a week is a lofty goal, but it is mine. That's a lot of college. But if I can do it, maybe I can make up for lost time. I'm no spring chicken.