Things are doing things that are happening.

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... How appropriate that my license arrives on my first day of class as I update this from my new Netbook.

Broke by Broke.

Tomorrow's the first day of school. Strange butterfly feelings, not so much like the old days though.

We are hopefully moving soon. Though I know I am bettering myself, it doesn't feel like it surrounded by these people. They make me feel like a shittier person with every interaction. I should be proud of the last few months, and I will be once we're out on our own.

The government threw a bunch of money at me for going to school, so I've got a new Netbook on the way for my online class, and I plan on picking up a new vehicle this week. That's when the moving happens.

I have a VALENTINE.

Amazing.

I've been saying "amazing" a lot lately, a word I sent away in my teenage years. I saw it as an overused, and ultimately phoney term that never matched the context in which it was constantly being used. I feel like the reason  I've begun saying it again is that a lot of amazing events have happened or been told.

Through the hospice, I met a guy named Richard Harlow today. The stories he told, paintings he's made, and life he is living are simply amazing.

I was lucky enough to walk away with one of his paintings for the price of its TAX. Then, on the way home, I made a stop in Boulder City to see it framed and hanging on the wall of a hotel. That's an experience I'll never forget. 

Tragically hip.

Today, after possibly a year of driving illegally (five months knowingly), I finished the process of regaining my license. I'm very proud of it- starting with the near three hundred dollars I had to throw at them back in August, to the silly written exam, to the fantasy-world-of-driving road test. The scum of the Earth don't bother jumping the hurdles in front of them, and they wait to get punished for it.