Can't think of a good subject line...

I had a dream ... that my older brother lost his webspace due to the content of his website. And the main complaints came from the parents of a certain friend of his.

Avram graduated last night. It somehow seems less surreal when you're not the one graduating. The ceremony seemed much shorter when you're not stressing and feeling light-headed with giddiness/dizziness or whatever. It's surprising to see who gets Best Boy and Best Girl in a group you never really saw as anything other than underclassmen. It all seems more pointless than anything.

Maybe it's the cynicism talking.

My room's a mess. I can't take two steps without having to rebalance myself over the stacks of junk cluttering my room. I can't see my mirror anymore. My bed is half-full of clothes and bags. I have to take care of that later.

I register for summer quarter tomorrow. Hopefully my transcript will allow me into the right math class. I don't want to take another damn placement test.

Oh, and I got The Sims. Lots of fun plugging Suikoden characters into the houses.