how strange is it that i'm already feeling so productive, having just finished with classes yesterday? i'm already thinking about the next issue of my zine (INSANE: it hasn't been even a week since the last issue was finished). i've also written two letters this morning, which is about two more letters than i usually write in a month. it almost looks like the sociability binge i was going on last week (fueled by those chocolate chip cookies, according to jenn) is more of a bender, to stretch a metaphor. that would be awfully nice considering that it'll be summer. maybe this year i'll call some people instead of sitting around at home listening to dylan and cooking bulgur. not like those are bad activities, though.