Fuck me running! Apparently my 8:10 class was canceled, but there was no e-mail sent, it's not on the syllabus and she mentioned nothing of it last Thursday. Just I show up and no one is there. Lame.

To Hell with this, I'm skipping my next class or two. I'm going back to sleep.

Yeah, next two classes. The 2nd class is a history course that will be meeting during the inauguration. That's almost a free pass to skip.

Is that anything like Panadeine forte? My mum had 30mg Codeine Panadeine Forte tablets. Took two once and was sooooo chilled.

http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?nyy0xjmjfnd

A song I made called Obama Day Celebration.

Why is it so damn hard to find a copy of the Silmarillion?

Still sick.
Fuck this shit.

Indeed, being sick sucks.

Why am I watching American Idol?

The illness has subverted your ability to make good decisions?

My quizbowl team won against a private Catholic school!

I made another demo today using Songsmith.

http://www.mediafire.com/?wmutkczwhto

It's called Sad Space Machines. I also made a slightly different Happy Space Machines demo, and I will probably combine them into one song and record vocals.

My Max/MSP patches kick the shit out of any generative music those Microsoft lackey's can put together. :D

Man, quitting smoking is hard sometimes. Yes, I'm trying to give up cigarettes again...I wonder if I can stick to not smoking this time round?

where's my lighter?

Why hasn't Hollywood ever made a version of Jack Kerouac's 'On the Road'? I don't even like the book that much but surely it's a box office no-brainer. That bloke out of Donnie Darko and Jarhead could be in it. It'd clean up for sure!

Two nights in a row I have dreamt of a person I know and am quite friendly with. This is no good.

i dreamed that i was serena from gossip girl.

Good Luck!

I dreamt I was going to Applebee's with the Obama family.

First I was at the inauguration, but it was in an old high school. I walked up behind who I thought was Barack and asked "How did it feel when they said you were the new president?" He turned around, and it wasn't Barack, but George Stephanopoulos, and in my dream, he had been running for president and had lost, so I felt embarrassed, and tried to change the subject by telling him I thought he looked like Jason Bateman (which I do, even in real life). Then I got in the car with Barack and Michelle Obama and we were headed to Applebee's. Michelle was going on about how she didn't like George, and Barack turned to her and explained that her words carried too much emotion, and that it was only without emotion that she could truly judge a person. I was then about to retort, not to contradict, but only for the matter of debate, that if that were true, then love could not actually exsist, but I woke up.

Buggre alle this for a larke. I have to mail my glasses out today, so I'm stuck with the old pair for two weeks or so.