Readers: Hey everyone I hope all's going great in you're worlds. On my end the weekend came rapidly to a close; far too rapidly for my taste. The title of this describes my feeling of the pressure of succeeding on this coming test on Thursday in Calculus. I feel like I am standing underneath that piano and like in one of those dreams where you're legs are jello I can't move to save my life and hell I can hear the ropes snapping above me its going to splatter me across the pavement any moment now! The other aspect that describes why I feel just this way is because today is the day when I meet Jolene's dad as just not some guy who offered to take their photographs more than eight months ago at the Judy Collin's concert before it started right in front of the stage and shot from the hip before offering with, "Don't worry I won't cut you're heads off when I take the photo" Just got a word from my girlfriend earlier apparently they are...