Feeds:Friday, third week of break
"Philadelphia is no Hyde Park." -Dinesh, 04/14/03
I moved back into the dorms on New Year's Day. I was awake because I spent New Year's Eve with my relatives, rather than with friends. Nate Aldrich was in Ames, anyway. Cold comfort.
I need to get out of this commercialist binge I've been in. Just because I have money doesn't mean I should spend it; just the opposite, verdad? People'll think my momma didn't raise me right or somethin'. But, yeah, Christmas. All of my maternal extended relatives got me Barnes & Noble gift cards. Meh. I was alright until the fourth one. Got a swank toaster oven, but no sandals, hot pot, or CD case. So I'll just buy them myself. Already did the case.
Want to fritter away some time? Try High Score. Don't forget to check out the Bonus Stage bits, as well. Oh, yeah, and this looks interesting, my misgivings about linking to LJ aside. See if you can guess which one(s) are mine.
I still have mIRC on my computer, though I never use it, and I never did get to see Erin over the break. Or Shavon. Or Nate. Meh.
I left a dining hall pear in my fridge over break, and when I came back it was finally ripe. Now I'm gonna go type and backlog (Is that raight? Should it be backlogue? Man, this is gonna bug me for days.) the two entries from earlier in the break now. "Building a Religion" by Cake may just be the catchiest song I know of.
Snap! I forgot to bring my guitar back!
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