Oh, and I forgot

(roughly transcribed from memory)
Rain: I want a guy.
Me: Me too. I think it's boy season. Time to whip out those M-14s, huh?
Rain: Yeah- ooh, there's one. Blam! Hey, it's an emo boy. Blam! There's a prep, let's put it out of its misery. Blam! Awww, that one's gay. Let's let him go. Be free, little gay boy! Frolic!

*happy sigh*

I love these days when I get up and leave the house and do a bunch of really cool stuff and don't get home until after dark, and then have no homework due the next day except a couple of French audio exercises, so I can sit around wasting time for a while.

Anyone know an anarchist who would be willing to be interviewed this weekend? I have my English research draft due Tuesday, and I really want an interview in it.

It's so nice to realize that the only thing that's bothering me right now is the position my neck is in, and then move my neck.