Sometimes, when life keeps throwing lemons at me, I wonder "why me?" . . . and then I realize that while life is throwing lemons at me, it is throwing rocks at other people.

Sure, I have a crappy job, and I would rather strangle some of my coworkers than have a conversation with them. The thing is . . . I have a job. I have a source of income, and my parents are still helping with a large portion of my bills.

Sure, I pulled a muscle in my diaphragm earlier this week, but I pulled it moving air conditioners into my house. There are plenty of people who don't have air conditioning, and I pity them this summer.

Sure, most of my friends from high school are either always working, out of state, or otherwise unavailable to hang out with, but I have access to plenty of people over internet communications and I have my family here at home to keep me company.

To keep myself from stating dozens of other such things, I will boil the entire idea down. I am one lucky bastard, yet I have seen fit over the past year or so to complain about things. I have little or no right to complain about anything, but I still did it. I came to this conclusion after seeing some of the people who come out to the drivein as their big family outing of the month and then have to share a medium popcorn with the whole family because they can't afford any more (admission to the drivein is only $5 a person, and a medium popcorn is $3).

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So, all that in mind, things are going pretty well for me. I am finally catching up on some reading I have been meaning to do (17 books down 22 to go). My little brother's legs are getting stronger and he is now able to make it up to his room at night, so he doesn't have to sleep downstairs in the den. Also, I only have a little over 2 months until I get back to SJC. I also got myself a nice little MP3 player the other day. 4gigs for $79.99.

So, all in all, things are good and I am a happy guy.