Spring Putting a Spring in my Step?

who the hell knows. I can't tell you when spring will finally get around to starting--it's been off and on here, alternating between snowy and swampy. Ohio, this dear state I live in, perhaps is trying to console me by alternating its moods as well? I doubt it.

Saturday was a supremely and utterly great day. James, Nick, Tom, Kelly, and myself went to Mandarin Buffet in Mayfield Heights for their lunch buffet--an enormous spread ranging from shrimp cocktail to General Tsao's chicken to sushi. I was overwhelmingly in heaven. On top of that, James ordered two boatloads (literally arriving in boats) of sushi and sashimi. My first taste of an actual slab of raw tuna. . . it was so freaking fabulous, my mouth has started watering all over again. Damn our yucky college food. Eventually, we paid our phenomenal bill and went to the mall at Beechwood Place. Then to Borders, where I had to stop myself from dancing down the aisle whilst listening to the new Gypsy Kings CD, and then discovered an odd book called "Making Out in Chinese" which includes many key words like "satisfying" and "yes" and "whore." Yeah, the world, as Borders contains it, is a wonderous place.

That evening, the Pink Floyd cover band "Wish You Were Here" played at Hiram to an unbelievably large crowd, for us. They haven't been here since my freshman year, but they still rock just as much. It was an event of great people watching, especially since a great percentage of the population was drunk by this point. After avoiding the drunken pack of boys who had settled down next to my crew, who were thereafter distracted by the grindings of Judy and Co., I went to the center to hang out with Dena and just sway dreamily to the music. Pink Floyd can take you away, if you let it. And I did. Because recently, the last place I've wanted to be sometimes was here. But life gets better, and Saturday is proof of that.

There is a silly saying: "Today is the beginning of the rest of your life"

Today feels like that, but it doesn't make it more important, or with greater import I should say. Every day is the beginning of the rest of your life, really. It's all about perspective. I choose for today to be the beginning of living the rest of my life. . .let's see how fate feels about that eh?

In other news: I am unenlightened. Maybe it is better Dave has suddenly become a totally different person who I can't understand or connect to much at all--then again, maybe he was that way all along, and I just didn't see it. Oh well.

Ramble on,
And now's the time, the time is now
To sing my song.