It's that time again

2:19am, and I'm finishing up a multidraft that really lives up to playing the system. I've got no caffeine in my system, folks. This is pure willpower. And Trident gum.

A few thoughts:

I gave up caffeine for Lent, and am committing to playing my clarinet an hour a day for five days a week. Woot. I'm thrilled. Derek (and most people, probably) think I'm crazy to give up caffeine, that it's necessary. True as that may be, we'll see if I can't change my lifestyle to make sure I don't need it.

I ended up writing my multidraft on Child Soldiers. It reminds me of this book called Warchild. You all should read it. It's long, but it's awesome.

I found a song by Blue October. It's from their third album (I think), and it's called "Independently Happy". I think it perfectly describes how I feel about living here. Go youtube it or something.
lyrics:

I feel that it's hard enough to say goodbye.
I feel there's the water. Should I sink or dive?
An empty plate, fill up my sentimental morning star.
I steal the art of putting truth in a lie.
I still want the girl that reall caught my eye.
But, she lives in Oklahoma City, far away from me.
Well there's an empty hope chest.
I quit the dope quest,
And remain independently happy.

I said I'm finally happy...happy...independen

tly happy.

And I deal with the fact that I've forgotten the worst.
And I feel that my social behavior may seem somewhat unrehearsed.
But another page.
A sullen rage.
And I'll be back to my normal self.

I'm finally happy...happy...independently happy.

So I drive to the edge of my considerate plain.
And I apologize to the people I hurt on the way.
But I, I wipe the slate clean.
I kick the daydream,
And remain independently happy.

I said I'm finally happy...happy... independently happy.