If you could have lunch with one person,

alive or dead, who would it be? Socrates.

What can I say, I struggle with procrastination. I think saying the problem like that is not only a way to admit it, but also a way to simplify and clarify it.

Well, anyway, I'm working on it. It is not a detrimental problem yet.

Did you guys know that my philosophy professor thinks I have a special, brilliant mind? Awfully nice of her to say so. I've decided to try to trust her, as I do respect her a lot. I suppose that since I have this talent I ought to try and use it. Some might say I have a duty to use it... for instance, my philosophy professor, and Jean-Paul Sartre.

I am skeptical of her judgement, though, as I'm not sure what her evidence was. I am alert in class, and I try to be involved - perhaps this misled her to believe that I am brilliant as well? Perhaps I should ignore this skepticism in order to enhance my self-image, but... I don't know, you guys. I'm a skeptic.

Anyway,

What I meant to post was that I read a poem at the community stage tonight, and I was uncertain about it, but I think it went over well. Jesse Brown gave me a high-five with a hand-squeeze. Lots of other high-fives, too. I think a smile and a head-nod generally means "I at least admire that you went up and did that," whereas a high-five indicates a higher degree of recognition.

I wanted to write a troll poem but I ended up writing a sea monster poem and it was just fine. It was a sestina.