My life sucked this weekend. Big time.

I've spent 3 days at home, wearing my eight-ball pajamas and watching Pocahontas. Hard to believe I'm a twenty year old college sophomore ain't it?

I need/yearn/want change 'cause this level of patheticness baffles even to me. I know exactly what I need to do. I just wish it was easier...

CRUD!

I've had the most boring night in recent memory. I literally wasted hours my life tonight.

Thank God I bought The 40-Year-Old Virgin and The Producers soundtrack...

I want to forget about life for a while, Bill.

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Wishing is useless.

Therefore, the following will no longer be wished for:

> a theatre trip to New York City
> a gazillion gigabyte iPod
> kissing someone special on New Years Eve

Rose: Do you love him, Loretta?
Loretta Castorini: No.
Rose: Good. When you love them they drive you crazy because they know they can.

I love Moonstruck.

I'm so excited about winter break.

I plan on spending mine working, eating, and hosting Nip/Tuck viewing soirées. I'm looking forward to the escapism of the holidays. If ever there's a time to stop thinking about yourself, this is it. So it looks to be a promising few weeks, methinks.

I hate feelings. I hate feeling...

God finally threw me a bone today in the form of a take-home final exam. I owe you one, G.O.D.

Now, if you can help me get laid this Christmas, you'd be the M.A.N.

( Long-o Survey )

So you’re the kind who deals with the
Games in the mind
Well you confuse me in a way that
I’ve never known
You confuse me in a way that I’ve
Never known