wolven7 | What an odd evening....

The Art of Noise - [Nothing Was Going to Stop Them Then, Anyway]--- Not going to my last class. Told my professor.

There were Six or so accidents, on the highway, on the way home, and that was a little odd, because they were fairly evenly spaced. (kidneythieves - [Zer0space]). Every three miles, or so.

Listened to a good chunk of the Memorial, for Coretta Scott King, this afternoon. It was wonderful. Many well-spoken, well reasond individuals, of differing ethnicities, and backgrounds, whose lives had been touched, by this woman, and her family. Beautiful.

Mysticism, today, was strange. I ended up defending a position, against three different people, and completely addressing their concerns, on all fronts. I feel like some kind of god. Oh wait...

I got work to do, and things to read. I'm out.