i follow by looking back

I'm back to dancing around in my room in my underwear.
That's fun.

Uh oh uh oh uh oh uh no no!

So I saw Harry Potter, although not nearly in a serious enough light because Joe and Andrew were present. (And it was long and I had to pee for most of it). So after Cedric Diggory dies and Harry and Dumbledore are in Dumbledore's office - there's this closeup shot of their faces really close together, and Dumbeldore is telling Harry how things won't be the same ever again or something, and Andrew goes "Now kiss me boy."
They managed to ruin the other serious scenes in an equally appalling (although hilarious) manner.
Homosexual insinuations are fun! (Real mature, Bradley...)

P.S. I guess I should've made a HARRY POTTER SPOILER ALERT for any losers who haven't read the books yet. Oh well... suckers.

Anyway, on our way to the movies, Jess and I are following Joe and Alex around in the parking lot, and they're really not making any sense. Like, they're going around in circles and weaving and whatnot. So after approximately two minutes of this nonsense, I call Alex to see what the heck they're doing.
Joe's like, "We're following you!"
"How are you following us when we're behind you?"
"WE'RE LOOKING IN THE REARVIEW."
That's probably another one of those "you had to be there" moments... isn't it?

Back to reading. I haven't read a book just because I felt like it in a really long time.

Sidenote: "I shopped around for a leather jacket, ended up with a Christmas tree. What a homo day." - Alex
It just seemed so unnecessary, I had to mention it.

Burnt To A Crisp

I'm done as dinner. Or rather, burnt to a crisp.
At the beginning of this semester, I was encompassed by grandiose delusions of motivation and hard work that would last me throughout, ultimately contributing to my overwhelming success at the end of it all.
I'm so schizo.

The good news is that now I don't have anything to distract me from my satellite television or attempts to decorate the house in a festive manner. No more intrusive thoughts of "My time would be so much better spent studying..." No more need to justify sleeping for 16 hours a day or visiting the mall in the middle of exam season. I can fully devote myself now to sitting on my couch and eating far more then anyone ever should unless they've been living in a refugee camp for the last three months.

I'm going to see Harry Potter today. I haven't seen it since it came out a month ago because I've been too busy not studying.

I'd like to think that if I'd known I would've gotten an 85 on that paper I would've hustled to hand it in on time. But I know that's not true.