Nothing makes you feel quite as good as sitting down and relaxing, right?

Well I guess I forgot that simple little pleasure.

I'm sitting here and I want nothing more to do than to simply listen to my Irish jigs. But, then, of course, I get myself worked up.

See, there's this person who stole stuff from my room, a 'friend'. He didn't give it back because he 'lost' it and I was forced to settle for $20 of the $100 he took. Thing is, I knew he had stolen and lost it because I had told him, multiple times, to give it back.

Well, when we settled, I told him I never wanted him to set foot in the dorm again.

Guess who came back. Guess whose presence is marked with glorious fanfare and the shouts of joy that welcome home a hero.

Yeah, my happiness is gone down a little bit at that. I'm not too liked by the other people in the apartment here, probably because I don't follow the leader blindly.

Ah well, in any case, I just wanted to vent. Sorry for dumping that on ya, but I feel better now that that's off my chest.