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...

So I got completely trashed last night, and I do mean completely. I was having trouble standing up. Umm...there isn't really too much to say on the topic. I mean, I could talk about it for a while, but I wouldn't really say anything. There was a lot that happened but not too much is standing out as far as worth telling or mentioning. It was lots of fun though. Can't wait to do it again. I might get drunk again tonight, but I'm not sure. It depends on who I can find to drink with me. Anyway, that's about it for now. I've got to get back to studying....yes, I'm actually studying, don't give me that look. So, Later. Oh, quick shout out to Kaley, my drinking buddy and House President. She apparently looked over this. I don't know how much you saw, though. The archives have some fun stuff, you should look through that. Also, she took the "Claim your wings" test, she's Angelic Wings, which I kinda buy. Anyway, take the test for you...

I'm gonna get some alcohol, I'm gonna get some alcohol!!!!!!!! And I pray to God above that my parents NEVER EVER find this page. That would suck. And I still keep trying to switch my "f"s and "v"s. Like "fariety" and "fery". It's really freaky. (And I'll bet you were expecting me to put "vreaky" there, but it's really more of a problem with replacing "v" with "f" and not so much the other way around, so I decided to avoid the obvious, and stupid, joke.) That's all for now, and since I keep trying to put something of substance in my posts (I said substance, I didn't say what kind), today, I'm gonna give you a quote: "Nothing is wrong with California that a rise in the ocean level wouldn't cure." - Ross MacDonald (I have no idea who the man is, but what he says makes a great deal of sense.)

So I took this quiz that I picked up from one of my friend's blog sites. It's interesting. Anyway, here are my results, I'm not gonna say whether I think they're acurate or not. I'll leave my opinion at "interesting". You can decide for yourself if you think it's right or not. You have wings of STEEL . No one's really sure why, but at this point in your life you've shut off emotion to the point of extreme apathy. You are cold and indifferent much of the time...or perhaps you're just a good pretender. Next to impossible to get close to, even those who do never see the real you. It's entirely possible that YOU don't even know the real you. You have a certain fascination or attraction to destruction on a massive scale - disasters, perhaps even death or the concept of the Apocalypse. Because you hold so much inside, one day you're simply going to snap. Then the mask will fall away, and your true wings will be revealed. Until then...

Haven't posted in a few days. Nothing to say, really. A little annoyed with Farscape game. Doesn't want to work past a certain level. Really annoying. Still trying to get it fixed if possible. Otherwise sending it back. Hopefully get refund. Gotta go to website. Look up return policy. Wow, wrote this whole thing without using pronouns. Think so, anyway. Could be wrong. Course if didn't use pronouns, probably didn't used nouns. Kinda shakey on grammar rules. Oh well. Lata.

Haha. Great episode of Angel tonight. Lindsey pretended to be Doyle, who's dead, not that Spike would know that. And I LOVED Spike's take on helping the damsel in distress. After saving her from the vampire, he tells her it's her own fault for walked down dark allies in heels. Hahaha. It was very funny. At this point, I have to admit my own ignorance. I don't really know what goes into being a director. So I don't really know how much credit Daivd Boreanz deserves for being the director of this episode. I mean, it's not like he wrote it. I used to have this same problem with actors. I was never sure how much they did so i didn't see why it was such a big idea. Now I understand, at least a little better, what kind of talent and effort acting takes. But I'm still in the dark on the acting. Hey, Spike used Angel's double wrist stake rig. And I think he used one of Angel's lines too. I like Eve, she's perky. Even if she is an evil ...