We Will Not Be The Last

Tonight I had an incredibly nice conversation with Alex Lipschultz online. We talked about everything (including facial hair), and it was lovely. I also talked to Lance for two seconds in which he said something mildly profound:

[05/04/2005 - 02:37:59 AM] ecnal9: inhale this east coast air while you can, jen...

I mean, there's nothing terribly insightful about what Lance said, but reading it sort of made me realize how right he is, no? I can count the number of days I have left on the east coast for the next medium-long while of my life, and that is somewhat of a cause for sadness. I really am so lucky to be able to call this place my second home. I promise I don't have anything against the folks who stayed in California for school, but I must say I'm unbelievably happy that I did not. I just think there's so much to be gained, learned, and appreciated from living away from home (particularly if home is Orange County), and it's a shame almost not to put yourself out there to experience that at one point or another in life. At least I think so. (Back me up Angela, Matt, or Jeff...)

Tonight I got crazy with my digital camera, which reminds me that I completely forget to tell you that I got a new one! I was having a few issues with my original camera, so I took it back to Best Buy under extended warranty twice, and they finally just gave me a voucher to get a new one. So I did, and it's so beautiful I can hardly stand it. It's a DSC-P200, perfectly-sized if I do say so myself (not too small, which I find annoying, frankly).

Oh man, I also talked to Foard Copeland tonight and am I looking forward to marrying that boy or what? Foard and I know each other through NHSMUN, and it had been entirely too long since we last spoke. Before I go any further, I'd like to note that Foard is southern. Now, I generally don't think of the south in the highest regard, but Foard is a rare exception, another story altogether, in fact. Basically, his southern accent is enough to charm my pants off. Enter his winning personality and good looks and you've got one Jen Paul swooning like there's no tomorrow. All I can say, gentlemen, is that you could stand to learn a thing or two from Foard Copeland.

Goodness, Bloc Party really makes me so happy. I want to dance, smile, and laugh all at once just thinking about them. Something that has the opposite effect on me, though, is the prospect of not seeing some of my best friends in the world for an extremely long time after Thursday (exit Casey) and Friday (exit Allison). Then Alex is leaving on Saturday and really, I don't know what I'm gonna do without those ladies...probably hang out with Angela a lot over the summer and Matt and Jeff and Billy (of The Used Levi's Store, which is the BEST PLACE IN THE WORLD) and Pete (Angela's dad who is cooler than me now or ever and probably cooler than you, too). This summer's gonna be rockin' for so many reasons, though. Seriously. Road trips are in order to San Francisco, Portland, Seattle, and hopefully, Austin, TX. I should also maybe get out my drum set and start banging it again. That might be fun. And TONS OF BIKE-RIDING! I can't wait! It all starts so soon - in a couple weeks, actually! I'm leaving on the 15th with Bob and our newest addition, Matt. I am extremely excited about seeing the country "in a way I've never seen it before," but I must also admit that I'm kind of tired already just thinking about it. Which brings me to my next point: I'm tired as ballsac, so g'nite! ;)

PS. Sorry this post is so disjointed.