I guess I live in a better place now where we have friends over more often, maybe that's part of the key.
either way I decided not to take summer school. sure, it'd shave a semester off my master's degree, which I won't have until the end of 2008 now, at the earliest. when I thought about it and thought about summer I figured, eh, what's one year where I don't go on all the float trips or road trips, where I don't take vacation, don't leave town, don't party all summer? i'll sit this one out, right, be responsible, stay in school.
then I woke up and realized that *just one summer* of studying instead of getting out and having fun is still a summer I'll never get back. even if I've grown up and realized that when Flashbacks isn't lame, the apocolypse is coming, good things always happen to me during the warm months. I'm not sitting this one out.