Jeez. ..That's all I got. But I do have a rock n' roll girlfriend? Do I? Who the hell knows. I'm bored, can't smell anything, and my stomach hurts. Today is just a day of irritation for me. Well, not really, I'm being sarcastic. I gotta do work. Good lord. Hey, I just realized, after coming in here for almost three months straight, that the girl at the circulation desk is in my math class.

I'm SMRT, I mean Smart.

Dude. Today is shaping up to be an awesome day. Rather than old grumpy Gus picking us up in the shuttle today, THE PIMP DID. That right there, amused and excited me to no end. My coffee tasted fantastic today, and I don't have to go to the bathroom, for some mysterious reason. I have an appointment with my advisor, and I know I'm not gonna miss that. Also writing a continuation to Quality Control.

I also got an awesome email from Conz, that I'm keeping to make me happy when I'm down! Thanks Con.

DUDE! The Strong Bad Emails - the first 100 on DVD THIS WEEK! Holy fucking crap! Someone PLEASE BUY ME IT FOR CHRISTMAS!

You know what I really hate? And no offense to all my friends who use these things - LIVEJOURNAL and motherfucking MySpace. What's the point? Everyone in the universe has a livejournal. Shit, I even have one, although I haven't used it in two years. There's a point that no one seems to grasp - no one besides your friends will be reading your livejournal. I got work today, which wasn't as bad as Thursday, where I worked from 10-6 washing pots. Today is a normal day, and I am very happy for that. I talked to Sammer on the phone for a while last night, and she's still goofy. This damn thing. I can't stand using this Blogger form on my home computer. The buttons get all fucked up.

You know what I really hate, though? The following things:

1. Posers - you know, people who say they're down with what you like, just so you'll like them better. Dude, be yourself, fuck everyone else. Not in the sexual sense. Just be your fucking self.
2. Hollister - WHO WANTS TO PAY 80 DOLLARS FOR THE SAME SHIRT YOU CAN GET AT TARGET FOR FIVE!!!?>!>!:!
3. Procrastination - I have a paper due in a week, and it's five pages on the history of recorded music - where we're going, sound quality's increase with musical quality's decrease. That is, the music is becoming more simplistic with each increase in sound quality. Back when Bowie and the Who were out, they actually learned to play their instruments, and threw in as much shit as possible into their RECORDS. There are few bands in the CD/MP3 era that would still do that. So, yeah, I haven't started it yet.

That is all I have to say about that. Fuck you, Bush.

Howdy, folkington. Today's the day of the Astro test I hardly studied for due to last night's events.

I wore a costume, which I thought looked like a prep, but then the Jack Osbourne comments caused me to believe it wasn't too preppy. There goes that idea. I was gonna be Killingyouguy, but there wasn't any Post-it notes left. We went out and pretty much did nothing. Drove to East Bumble and hung out with people I don't know.

I had just gotten off work, and was sitting down to study, and I found I couldn't concentrate at all. There was me thinking, "Well, that sucks. Wait up, Steve!"

Green Day + Concert + Fireworks - 8 year-olds = Awesome!