It's like a sick trap. A lust-fringed cage of depseration and dependency. The rich idolize it. The lonely prey on it. The mediocre suck at it. The decrepit missed out on it. Demented and defunked, every one of these sorry and delusioned individuals link arms and lips and proceed their downward spiral into the dark dungeon of despairing sorrow. Of course, they are oblivious to their marred choice of actions. They are one and the same. They are doomed. They are: codependent relationships.

"Being an American reminds me of my dad because his favorite colors are red, white, and blue." ~Ally Hilfiger, Rich Girls

Have you seen it? Can you believe the horrible American dream as portrayed in this television series? In the sad case you don't know to what I am referring, I would be speaking of the MTV series, Rich Girls, that premieres the daughter and daughter's best friend of the famed designer, Tommy Hilfiger. After watching such a sociologically demeaning program, every American should want to flee to Ethiopia for the mere sake of escaping that which can be best described as our mockery to humanity or also referred to as yuppy America. Who in their right mind wants to be affiliated with such an empty, good-for-nothing group of people who have no greater desire than to ruin it for the rest of us? Thank you Hilfiger family for making my life all the better because it's not like yours.

I'm trying to be religious about this thing - make it a habit and it's easier to do. However, it's still too early to make any sense of myself. So, I'll come back later.

Doesn't the entry lose aesthetic value when updated on a regular basis?? I would like to think so. It's definitely only 6:40 p.m. and I definitely have at least five hours of work left. But the countdown gets better with each passing, painful minute...only four more days left at this job! Coffee with Einstein's has indeed been one of the better scenes of my life. Nikki and I affectionately refer to this quaint coffeehouse as our television series. You know, we've all wanted to be on one, so why not create one for ourselves. Each camera strategically placed to get great angles on the employees (yours truly) and the regulars embarking on the journey of life while consuming America's number one legal additive. Ah, and someone said the other day that Lincoln, IL was boring! What little minds they have. You would be amazed at what occurs here. It is at this time that I am being slammed with costumers. So until next time...

Well, well...it's been a good four months since I updated this bad boy. Not that anyone is checking my website anyway. Hopefully, I will be updating it on a regular basis after I move to Manchester, NH for my internship. I will be working with the Director of Care Ministries at Manchester Christian Church and living at Restoration House. Alright. My depressing life is like this: I sleep at the Kurkas, I eat whenever I can afford it, I am taking a sophomore level class, I work at a coffeehouse where I don't get paid regularly, and I have no money for my internship but I'm ready to leave Central Illinois so I'm determined to figure it out. Jeff is getting married January 3 and I'll probably leave for New Hampshire the next week. My bestest friends are all moving on with their lives...Nikki is moving the opposite direction to Colorado Springs, Cara is teaching, and everyone else seems to be finding jobs to at least make themselves feel as though all this schooling has been worth their while. (Plus, it amuzes the 'rents.) Plans? Dreams? Jobs? Yeah, I'm sure you all would like to know. Funny thing is, so would I. Nikki and I are shooting to hit Italy the Summer of 2005. If you are interested in joining our team, please submit a resume to my email. Chances are, you will be turned down, but we're willing to remember the little people. Don't forget me while I'm gone.