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So as I perused friends' blogs, I realized that I probably had nothing to say, but I felt like informing the world of this fact.

My coding is not progressing. The bright side - my current project no longer produces a screen full of errors. The reason - I have commented out all the offending lines of code. So basically, it does nothing except print out a list of atoms created within a virtual universe with no defined positions, rendering it pretty much useless. At least I'm hard-headed; I won't give up. I've been foregoing sleep to work on this thing. Kind of frustrating, but hey, what better things do I have to do with my time? Exactly.

So I'm a bit down I suppose, not because of the code, though. I've been dealing with that mess for months now. I keep reading blogs/away messages/etc. about how great everyone's summer has been. I mean, I can't complain really - my dream computer is now officially mine (paid back the 'rents today) and I got an iPod to boot. I have had a good, steady job with good co-workers. I have had nothing else to do except sit around, sleep, and relax.

But I wish there was more. I'm feeling so disconnected from my old friends. I talk with my friends from school often enough, but my friends from years ago seem to be so foreign. I've hung out with a few this summer (few = two), and I'm wondering if it's my fault. I've never been much of one to initiate stuff, even phone calls. I don't know why. I just don't call someone up for no real reason I guess. But then I think, 'that phone works both ways.' Why doesn't anyone ever call me? (Except for the few certain people that do)

My worst fear is coming true - everyone to whom I had grown close is drifting away. I didn't ever want that to happen, but here it is. And I don't know if there's anything that I can do to stop it, really. Have my friendships been severed by distance and time? I can only hope that they haven't. Maybe it's just a part of growing up and moving on. The friends that were destined to stay in my life will stay, the rest will be fond memories.

So whaddaya know, I had something to say after all. These things just seem to happen.

I'm rambling, and suddenly I've become tired. 'Night.