Okay, I'll admit. I feel like an idiot in some ways. Whereas I used to have a lot to say (and I do mean a lot) now I find myself with few words. Maybe it has something to do with approaching middle age or the fact that I'm back in college? Certainly it has to do with the fact that I find myself without the overabundance of angst that used to plague me into my early 30's.

Anyway, I just finished my finals for the Fall semester '05 and, good lord, am I relieved! I've long thought about this and I'm certain that at least one reason for the high rate of suicides in colleges and university's during this time of year is the lack of any meaningful break during the fall semester. I signed up for three classes and had to drop one in the middle of the semester, and I still had to work my butt off for the two left!

I can't imagine the stress that full time students face today taking five to six classes at time. When in the hell do they find the time to eat or shower, much less be kids? Because they (or you) are. I'm not so old that I don't remember my early twenty's and it's about building your character during those years. Of course it helps to have cash to build with, but either way...

Anyway, I have to get up, do the three S's (sh**, shower and shave) and go do some mild Christmas shopping.