Jeff's moved in, and now I know what it's like to have experienced and unexperienced roommates. Jeff knows how to live with people, how to do grocery shopping, and in general, how to live on his own. Life skills, children. These are life skills.

I spent several hundred dollars today, signing up for the CSC course. You know how you go through life thinking "Man, what a rip off!" Well, I wish I was the one doing the ripping off. These guys charge every person who wants to get a license at least $550. That's alot of freakin money. And of course, if you don't pass, you pay a hundred and something to take the test again. Anyways, hopefully I'll pass it the first time and keep the streak alive of not failing any test. I know it's gotta come to an end sooner or later, but I'm hoping, for my bank account's sake, that it doesn't happen on this one.

My condolences/feelings/sympathies/thoughts/I-don't know whats go out to Tip-X (what an awesome nickname, eh? Nobody in HELL will know who that is). On a good day, I can barely hold a normal conversatoin on the phone with Tip-X, but today was especially bad, when I was blind-sided by what Tip-X said, and had no response at all. But, I promise I'll call and ask how it happened, and why. And even though it'll be pretty useless, I'll try to be supportive too. Man, guys are not good at this stuff.

~Gerson