I have a couple of things to say.

First of all, whitewater rafting is the funnest thing in the world. I went with my sister today, and decided that I should really do it more often, although it is rather expensive. It's also rather inaccessible from UCLA... Oh well.

Second of all, USC sent me a letter today informing me that the personal information I provided when I applied may have been stolen, namely social security and credit card info. Well USC, I didn't apply to your shitty school, and if I did apply (assuming I would have been accepted) I wouldn't have gone anyway because I got into UCLA. I don't know who fucked up there, but I feel sorry for all of those rich kids whose loaded credit cards might be used. We'll see if they notice.

Third, and kinda most importantly, can someone tell me why I didn't get invited to go camping at Bodega Dunes? Sure, I couldn't have gone anyway, but what the fuck, call me anyway guys. Hell, I didn't even know I'd be in Ashland before two weeks ago. I was a member of the original Bodega Dunes camping crew, and here I've been denied invitation to the trip. Ouch guys, seriously, ouch.

So I hope these conflicting emotions explain why I feel "weird" right now...

-Davie "G"