Forecast: Partly Cloudy

The last few weeks have been like the stock market, as the doldrums of senioritus—among other things—have increasingly fought for control of my time and energy; rest assured, however, I will be graduating on-time in May with a noteworthy grade-point average. Ludacris would be proud.

I should spend more time with my own kind. Since joining Sigma Iota Rho roughly 2 years ago, I have rarely given it much time or thought—regrettfully, no more than an "Oops, I forgot the meeting this week." Though I often slander the Political Science/International Studies Department for its students' (and notably, some of its faculty) pompous ways, I feel most confortable with people who think as they do—big. They think about globalization, economics, cultural movements, large-scale phenomena, and are thankfully quick-witted. This isn't to say that my other friends and acquaintences who reside outside the discipline are slow or, shall I say, retarded. Not in the slightest. But politics attracts the open-minded, the political, the calculating. And for all the negative connotations such a designation might entail, I fit in to the model quite well. Thus, I quite enjoyed our recent group-outing to Yianni's Greek Food restaurant last Thursday.

In other news, Jack Bauer on 24 continues to kick the booties of lame terrorist thugs on Mondays at 8PM. President Logan, in the show, is a complete idiot, but I am convinced his disregard for good advice from Mike Novick and Bill Buchanan will, one day, begin to wane. Walt Cummings should be thrown to wolves, however, and I remain hopeful that Curtis Manning will again snap some bad guy's neck. Note: Agent Pierce is AWESOME and Chloe O'Brian remains oddly attractive to some, probably not including myself.

Meanwhile, floating around in some other area of my mind...

A feel as though a different man (guy?) from the high school graduate I brought to Baylor three and half years ago. I think about the same things really, such as my lack of appeal to Baylor women, but other things, perhaps, that remain implicit in my various musings. I wonder, for example, how it came to pass that I would be forced to reach out, for a second time, to Baylor in order to recoup some friendship losses I suffered, quite unnecessarily, during the early part of my junior year. Now, however, I can say with relative assuredness that the new friendships I have forged under less-intense circumstances will help provide mutual post-graduate security, as I continue my desire to retain and increase my social circumstance.

This is important because it will have made my college experience that much more worthwhile. Sure, there were losses and gaines, but overall, I am more solidified in my Christian beliefs, my political stance, as well as my moral compass. Along the same lines, I have to remember to just laugh and smile instead of focusing on how lame and conceited people are and will forever be. Indeed, you just have to laugh!

Anyway, I need to finish this girly book known as Pride and Prejudice for my British Literature course, and complete a character study for Tuesday. Fun!