A friend of mine passed away today, sure he was 72 and with the cancer and chest troubles it wasn't too much of a shocker, but I miss him and I hate my self for not taking time to actually say hi to him this morning on my way to my bus, instead I just waved all half assed and in a hurry. He was a good friend, always checking my hand for an engagement ring, always trying to find some break in the Houston art scene for me, see his Daughter was a art student and now is very active in the art world, and I guess he saw the same kind of promise in me, was kind of like one of those uncles you have that really isn't your uncle but might as well be? He was like one of the only three people at my current place of work I actually enjoyed talking too.

Outside of that I know I should be studying to pass the damn test I have to take of Friday, I might still, I'm just really not in the mood. As far as the book goes, well I'm on the last chapter... I know point A, I know point B, not really sure how to get from one point to the other... Just a matter of how much of a realistic feel I insitst this story have...
In other news I screwed around with fate a bit, and kind of got a bad reaction. If nothing else this might be just what it takes to boot some of the cosmos in action.