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Have to fill out my five-year page for Smith. I really do not feel like doing it, though animangel pointed out that I've done some interesting stuff in five years. Hm.

Are we (am I) doomed to find our lives not quite exciting enough in comparison to others, even when they're interesting to outsiders? I don't know.

Sonny's yearbook from high school
Is down from the shelf
And he idly thumbs through the pages
Some have died
Some have fled from themselves
Or struggled from here to get there
Sonny wanders beyond his interior walls
Runs his hand through his thinning brown hair
- Paul Simon, "The Obvious Child"

Still thinking on the stuff from last night, still not sure what I'm gonna do. (thx to azuire for defusing me.)