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I have several days of good stuff to talk about. These past few days have been… mostly good, a little odd. Friday, March 28, 2003 Michael and I drove up to Greenboro, NC to surprise our friend Mia on her birthday. She was attending the HOSA competition with Jenny and others. Jenny knew we were coming, of course, but Mia didn’t. The look of happiness and surprise on her face was well worth the trip. Hannah, unfortunately, couldn’t go, although she was missed. We bought Mia a cake in Charlotte before we left, along with candles (which we quickly lit and blew out in the hotel room). It was a…

I attended an open-mic night at a club/lounge/whatever it is called The Evening Muse in support of my buddy Nathan. This was one of those really cool hole-in-the-wall places with nil sound-proofing, but when the folks start singing and playing, the world stops in its tracks. And this was apparently the more “amateurish” of the open mic nights (there are a couple sets of open mic nights). Circumstances conspired to make me late, meaning I came in at the beginning of Nathan’s second song (there’s a two song limit). He was good, if perhaps a little nervous, and he gets major congrats for a great performance on his “first night…

Very few things would be capable of topping today and yesterday. Remember that financial problem with college that left me agitated, frustrated, and very unhappy? We-e-e-ell… WPI was kind enough to award me a scholarship for the entirety of the tuition. This just leaves me with room/board, books, and the other junk. I’m down to $6 800 a year, baby. Oh, yeah. My parents practically locked me in my room last night because I was running around alternately screaming and whispering “yay!”, dancing violently, and singing. I didn’t go to sleep until about 11:30 and practically no homework got done. My guidance counselor attributes this good fortune to God, while…

A friend’s friend’s father died yesterday. I’m still in shock, even though I know the know the father not at all and the friend’s friend very little. I was openly shunned when I asked my friend how she was holding up given the death: “See, this is why I didn’t want to tell anyone. I don’t want to become a pity party.” I had two simultaneous reactions to this: first, pardon me for checking on how you are doing, oh friend of mine; secondly, I know it’s not about me and is probably about her reaction to grief and everything, and I guess she doesn’t know me well enough to…

That’s something of an inside joke, but it’s not so much so… Yesterday, I attended the Eagle Scout ceremonies of two of my friends: Michael and Chris. Michael had his first, then there was a shared reception, then Chris’s ceremony. Both were extremely touching, and the whole affair made me so proud to know these two and their families and friends. It was an interesting experience. I generally avoid most things Boy Scouts, due to their standing on issues such as homosexuality, but sometimes… sometimes it’s not about the organization, it’s about the individuals in it, ya know? Although I do consider that there are those that would have attained…