Well, today was the last day of classes. As of this afternoon at approxinately 2:48, I am a free man, to whatever extent finishing one's high school classes makes one a free man. I'd've thought that this would be a wonderfully liberating experience, the weight of the world would fall from my shoulders, and I would be ecstatic beyond all reason. Sadly, this is not so. Finishing school actually means more work for me, since now we have to actually get our gear in order and move. I get the feeling that I was just getting the hang of this high school thing, and then, just as I manage to finally figure out what's going on, it's over. It's really somewhat disappointing to be leaving. It's not disappointing to be leaving but rather to be leaving right when it looked like maybe things could get better. We'll see how it all works out, no? I'll be in the City tomorrow to go watch TMBG. That should be fun.