Yesterday was one of the first times I have not celebrated April Fool's day...i.e.--did not pull a prank on someone.

Depressing, isn't it? Maybe I'm growing up (i already know i'm growing sideways, but that's another entry). Actually, I dunno if it's more the growing up syndrome or a mere lack of time, effort and the fact that I couldn't think of anything that wasn't morbid, mean or plain evil to do to someone. I guess, I have better judgment now, or maybe I'm thinking out things on a grander scale, wanting to leave my mark on the world/universe.

eh, whatever.