laser tag: like a rave... where you shoot people. exhausting, but unbelievably fun.

my cold (that is all it is - my doctor swore the throat culture was negative) is better, my reading list is longer (reed just sent me the iliad for my learning pleasure), and my relationships with others can now be classified into three easy categories (wacky adventures, average low-commitment summer correspondence, and recently ceased). all in all, life is looking up. then again, that's probably just an after effect of the whole new relationship thing. love is a drug, and it does a lot less damage to your lungs than... other... drugs.

and so, because running rampant with a gun in a multileveled blacklit cube filled with pulsing trance beats and cunning adversaries has pretty much stolen my energy, i am going to go to sleep.