i am dreading the return of my report card--the dregs of my upbringing rising to chew at my ankles. oh, maybe i shouldnt be getting b's. oh, oh. oh. i dont know. i feel lackadaisical, satisfied, satiated, contented, if you will. life is slow and easy. the world is good to me. i am safe and happy. ...i am guessing something bad may or may not happen soon.