I was in a foul mood this morning….and I couldn’t figure it out….I made Jeralyn upset with my antics….I shot birds at people….I was just being an ass….

I mean I really couldn’t figure it out at all….

Then I went to lunch Taco Bell with one of my classmates, Dayna….and I felt a little better (Taco Bell usually does the trick when I’m feeling negatively)….we talked about alot of things, but the conversation led to the fact that kids can’t be kids anymore and the ills of the world today….

We concluded that it’s a bad time to be a kid….

And then I come home and see that Mr. Rogers died this morning….and I understand why today went the way it did….

His death probably created a ripple in the fabric of kharma and such….you don’t lose such a genuinely good person without creating some sort of disturbance in the world’s psychic fabric….

We’ve lost the best neighbor we’ve ever had….