So I finish up school and immediately get sick. Not sick enough to stay at home in bed, either--just enough to feel lousy all day at work. Next Wednesday is my last day at Chabot, and then I go down to LA to help a friend move, and then graduation.

Current reading from the gigantic pile that's been accumulating over the past 3 years: Last Call, an interesting novel that combines poker, tarot, and the Fisher King myth.