I believe in rehabilitation.

I wish to dwell in a society that does too.

In other news...

My mother received a letter from her college roommate today. She showed up at Trinity back in the day with her Miss Texas sash and wore it to parties, insisted that they make drapes for the room, dragged my mother into a social life and had two serious boyfriends simultaneously. They were worlds apart in so many ways but got on famously. They haven't spoken in twenty years. In her letter she mentioned that she 1.) Just received her PhD, 2.) is a lesbian and 3.) teaches at a Catholic school. That certainly piques my fancy.

Also I learned Bonzai from a professional full-time Bonzai artist and I decided that it's a horrible practice that I refuse to participate in.

Also the girl that tried to drown me when I was a child was stricken with a crippling physical malady when she hit college and her prognosis is not good.

Also I've discovered a massive internet community network of vigilantes that spend a great deal of personal time and money to stalk pedophiles and report them when they've built a case.

Also I seem to be stuck on British sketch comedy.

That is all that immediately comes to mind.