Rituals.

Okay, so it's Spring Break here at Northern Michigan University. Pretty much everyone on campus is gone. However, there are still a few people lingering around. I would be one of those people. And lately, things have been very strange. To know just how strange, we have to go back to Sunday night, well technically Monday morning. Anyway, to make things relatively short, I didn't get any sleep. I tried, believe me I tried. But it didn't work so well. And it wasn't one of those things where I got a few hours of restless, tossing-and-turning sleep. No I litteratly didn't get any sleep. Then Monday turned out to be a bad day. I don't remember why exactly, but I do remember it was bad. Tuesday was really good, though. Tuesday was a great day...though again, I don't remember why exactly. Wednesday was weird. Thursday was great. So of course, it stood to reason that Friday would SUCK. And it did. And I even predicted it. Just ask Andrea. Once again, I fou

That had to be the best line in Angel, ever. So the scene begins with Spike and Angel arguing with rather intelligent statements when Wes walks in and asks them what they're fighting about, since it seems rather important. Angel and Spike look at him for a moment, then finally Spike says "If astronauts and cavemen got into a fight, who would win?" Wes stares at them "You've been arguing for forty minutes about this?" "Yes." He sates at them again. "Do the astronauts have weapons?" Hahahahahahaha....oh man, it was the absolute best. And of course, the entire cast kept arguing about it for the whole show. Intersting how Fred (go figure "fred") is the only girl and every male character seems to be in love with her. Spike is hot. Spike is super hot. Lata.

It's been a while since I posted, I know, but I've been having some trouble with my computer. On top of that, today is a very bad day, so I'm not going to say much. Just wanted to let all of you know that I'm not dead. And to Andrea: HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (I originally had something much cooler, but it wouldn't publush right, so you got stuck with this.) Lata.

WAIT!!!!! Before you rush away in a hurry, I want you to know that this is NOT an anti-Valentine's Day post. As this stage in my life, yes I am anti-valentines, but I am not going to subject you to these opinions on a day that you , my loyal TV viewer, might enjoy. So to start things off on a high note: Happy Valentine's Day!!!!! Just because I don't like it doesn't mean that you don't have to. And yes, that "happy v.day" was sincere. While I personally may not enjoy the day, it doesn't mean that I can't wish happiness for someone else. Now, back to work. The first order of business, although not actually said first, is to say: Well, I haven't posted anything in a while, so I figured I should. I wouldn't want to break tradition but not pointing out the obvious that there has been nothing new on this blog for over a week. Okay, with that out of the way I can now put something of substance on here. And stop laughing. I said

Well, I haven't posted anything for a while so I figured I'd throw you a bone. First: Yes, I did get trashed again. It was a lot of fun. Keith, sorry I was so mean to you. I don't normally make fun of people...when I'm drunk anyway. When I'm sober I do it all the time. But anyway, sorry, not that you'll ever see it but it's the thought that counts. And actually, you should consider yourself very lucky. I *almost* never apologize. I feel that it only reminds people why they're angry and simply confirms the fact that they have something to be mad at you for. Don't worry, though, I'm sure this policy will change when I get married. Though I still doubt that I'm going to actually be sorry as opposed to just saying it. I was built without the gene for guilt. Anyway, I said "first" so I'm assuming I have a "second". Give me a minute to figure out what it was... ... ... ... ... That wasn't a minute, but I figure