I have done nothing this week, but I have managed to go out with Ralph and met his friends, all of which were very nice. I realized there was a large part of me missing, and I was slowly killing it, and that was slowly killing all the good things in me. I was too much in the culture I hated, and that hated me. So, it's sort of a new day of sorts, and while I have LOADS of work to do, I have managed to start reading a little bit of Tears of Derrida, so go me. (I don't know if Derrida is going to be in the thesis or not, probably a little, I think.) I also forgot what being fresh meat is like. Eh heh. Yeah. I'm not sure how I feel about that...but I am sure how I feel about myself and what I want. Anyways, time to check my e-mail. It's my birthday in two days. ;D