it is one thing to burn it for real energy……..Do you think that running on a treadmill or around a track is a waste of energy? I’m sorry, environmental law is making me think. "In order to know if something is a waste, you have to know how it is being used…" Whatever, I don’t want to think about that anymore. Even though I love this class. Mostly because I love Appel, my professor. He is entertaining. I missed this class yesterday, because I had to stay home with my sick computer. My computer is feeling a lot better now, mostly because Jon Mills is the greatest person in America and fixed it for me.
While at home with my computer I realized that the only people that watch tv during the day are unemployed. Not just "without a job" but "without and job and searching for a job" (because if you aren’t looking for a job, and you don’t have one, you aren’t considered unemployed, I think). Every commercial was either for some technical college that would teach me a trade, or for someone that would consolidate my debt into one low easy payment. I wonder if the technical college would accept me if I had a lot of debt, or if that would matter at all.
I didn’t just miss Environmental Law yesterday, I missed all 4 of my classes yesterday. I didn’t sleep very well last night, even though I had a great run at the botanical gardens. Late last night before I went to sleep I talked to my friend Todd on the phone. I was actually worried that something bad had happened to Todd, because he lives in New Orleans, and when I called him last week to make sure that the hurricane didn’t get him and to make sure he was safe, he never called me back. I probably called him about 4 times to make sure he had evacuated, because I thought he probably hadn’t. I did get in touch with my friend Michael (he called back promptly and emailed(I think he had been drinking, but it was sweet)) in New Orleans last week, and I hadn’t talked to Michael since like the week I got back and it was great to talk to him. Michael was good enough to keep me updated on the storm and to let me know he was safe, which I really appreciated. Todd, on the other hand, didn’t call me until Saturday, when he said, "Sorry, We have been partying a lot lately." As it turned out, Todd’s phone was not working and Michael’s was, which I did know because I had to call Todd like 3 times before it would work, so Todd is going to get a break here, but last week I was worried. Todd did call me twice on Saturday, but I didn’t know that until I got all my messages on Sunday when my cellular decided to get its act together. So Todd and I sorted all this out last night, and I also learned that Tulane has saturday school for the next three weeks because they missed so many days of school for the hurricane. This really sucks. I can’t imagine. I don’t think my friends in New Orleans understand that I live in a different time zone than they do, but whatever.
But it was good to talk to Todd, he helps me calm down and keeps me grounded in reality. But for some reason, when I got off the phone, I could not go to sleep. I don’t know if it was because I couldn’t breathe so well because of allergies, or because my neck has been bothering me, I don’t know, but I didn’t sleep well. And now I am exhausted today. But I am in a good mood regardless. I am looking forward to spending more time at the botanical gardens, and I am excited about going home tomorrow. Now, I am going to lunch with my mentee, who I don’t think is very impressed with me so far.
the thin line between optimism and delusion... 
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