A couple of quick thoughts:

1. I'm very fortunate to have a job lined up. There's a Job Fair going on this week at Berkeley. I stopped by just to pick up a few freebies (pens, markers, I even heard there were some t-shirts). I ran into a friend at the fair and started talking to her. We happened to be talking near a company's booth, and out of the corner of my eye, I saw some guy slowly approach me, then stop, then walked closer to me. Finally he walked away, but I think he thought I was a company representative of the booth I was next to. Too bad he didn't come talk to me, I would've taken his resume and given him a good salespitch of the company.

2. Please pray for Pat and I as we lead the new and improved Bible Study this Friday at church. Also, please pray for all the idiot participants in the CBC Marathon this Saturday. I'm going to try to do at least half (13 miles), and if I can't go any longer, I'll tap out. This is one of those things where I'm not going to kill myself over because it's not worth it. I plan on carrying my cell phone, camera, and some Gatorade, but that's a lot to hold. Does anybody have an extra fanny pack for me to use? Preferably a pink one.

3. Berkeley offers 1-2 unit classes called Decals that are student run. I decided to sign up for one because I needed a few extra units to graduate. They tend to fill up very quick (the Scrabble decal wouldn't accept me because I'm not able to make the first half hour of the class, and they didn't want me taking up a spot of someone who could make the whole class. B-A-S-T-A-R-D.) So I decided to try the Children's Literature decal. Some of you know I like drawing and I have aspirations of one day writing and drawing a children's book, even just for fun and not to get published. So I walk in the classroom and I notice all eyes are on me. I also notice there are an abundance of females. I asked if I was in the right class, and they said yes, and that I was the only guy in the class. It felt really weird to be the only guy in a class of 30. I'm also guessing that some girls have jumped to certain...conclusions about me. I think I'll go for the "sensitive and caring-guy" approach, yet not too sensitive if you know what I mean. This could be fun. It's like being another person, like Art Vandelay of Vandelay Industries. Or being an importer-exporter. Not that there's anything wrong with that.