And I felt nothing.

Mmmm, not much to say.
The semester's almost over, and I'm glad for it.
I just want to graduate and get out of here. Move on.

I'm afraid Senior Design is going to, for most intents and purposes, crash and burn.
I'm also afraid I don't care.

Feeling apathetic, but not as depressingly unmotivated as I was. I constantly feel like I have something to say, but I can't think of what it might be. I feel a little starved for attention, but not really. I also miss my friends, and I really want to get back in touch with people I haven't seen in years... Denise from grade school, or Stephanie from Highschool... I want someone to understand me. Someone who will recognize that when I make 'no long speaches', something's wrong.

I feel like there's something more to say, but I can't think of what.

Hello? Hello? Are you there? ... Well, I'm not, so leave a message.

Got my new phone.
The number's the same as it's ever been.
If you'd like it, just email me: jack of all geeks @ yahoo.com
No spaces.
Anyone's free to ask for it, and unless you're completely random and I have no clue who you are, I'll prolly give it out. I like getting phone calls.

Mmmm, I had something else to say, but I don't know what.