The glass is 3/4 full.

Or 1/4 full... But since no one ever fills glasses to the brim, maybe it's technically full. I had a couple of nice chats, I got the respect I wanted from someone, and I dodged a lot of bullets. My bro bro socializing is still damn fail, though. Oh well. Can't please everyone, haha.

It's interesting to read Terry Brooks' writing as he evolves from a seemingly hopeless, horrific writer into a passable one.