(9/16/05)
After a day sort of centered around perceived loss and intrusion,
I woke up this morning with a certain appetite, had a hearty breakfast.
My car had completely given out, so I could not go
to my first day of practicum (or to class yesterday).
I also got the confirmation, yesterday, that I did not pass the "comps" exam,
needed to apply for internship next year.
Well...

I decided to celebrate. Why not? This my answer to life, however it may "treat you":

• Dancing to a Neil Young's tune: