Summer 2001... Going.. Going.. Gone.

The summer is essentially over now. I guess it ended yesterday, because today didnt count as a summer day.

I am thoroughly disappointed in terms of how the summer went, and there are others (too many) who share these feelings with me. Some for the same exact reasons. You know who you are.

I am to blame for much of the disappointment. And for that I apologize, but only to those directly involved. I know others blame me for financial issues, which have nothing to do with me directly at all. This angers me, because in some ways I should be thanked for how the summer went. I did in fact keep three of my friends from grueling jobs. Caniprokis was given an excuse to take another semester of classes. Wilson got to spend an extraordinarily large amount of time on vacation, with Levres for the most part. I am not expecting a thank you for that, but it does make me feel a little bit better about how the summer went, since I know that if things had been different, those people would not have had the opportunities they did have.

The irony is that now that everyone is gone, they are needed. But whatever, thats the way things work I guess.

This was also the last "summer vacation" for years to come. I wish I had been able to do something like drive across the country. Fuck responsibility. And fuck money. I want to kill everyone who brings up money, regardless of the reason.