Im sitting downstairs at Delta. It feels weird to be sitting down here again. The last time I sat down here, I finished my first screenplay, and was an emotional wreck. I was happy, excited, and sad. I was happy that I had finally finished it, excited that I could finally send it in, and sad that it was done.

As for the end of the summer--it didnt last long enough. Summer never lasts long enough. Yesterday night on my way home from working the last Loons game of the season, I was happy that the season was finally over, and sad that I probobly wouldnt ever see some of the people I work with again. It's such a weird feeling knowing that I might not ever work anouther seasonal job. Who knows?