I got a pair of black on black Converse sneakers for a going away present before returning to school. So far, nothing has topped the shoes.

The usual remains: classes are classes, plenty of new faces, and terrible food. Of more importance, the gym still has heavy things to move, so that’s good. Lifting is an everyday joy and one of the few that I can count on. Aside from that, it’s hotter than hell in my room right now and I was informed today that the two, not one, internships I’ve already completed before graduation, do not meet my major requirements. Despite having more experience and a larger portfolio than most seniors, I’m still a moron by college standards and yes, will get to do yet another internship next summer. As Bruce Campbell would put it, “Groovy.”

More to come.