Pneity

I've finally figured out a style sheet layout I can work with on this webpage. Go me. I have decided that this is the best It took me weeks of fighting my simplistic style sheets to make a simple table, but when I found out that was impossible, I had to move to slightly more desparate tactics. Anyway, here I am. My first entry being at 5:00 AM on this cold Sunday morning. I've found myself in a state of deep freeze. I don't want to sleep, but I'm tired. I'm bored, too. I had a nice day, and as nice as sleep sounds, I don't want to. Seems like a waste. An hour ago, I went downstairs, to my bedroom in the basement. When I crawled into bed, I realized the greatest pain of living in the basement. Insects. This time, in the form of an 1½ inch diameter spider at the side of my bed. By the time I found my toilet paper to crush the infernal creature, it was gone. I found it behind my nightstand, in the corner. I attempted to kill it with a yardstick, but it crawled out from the blunt edge unscathed. I'm now on the couch in the living room, not so much afraid of that spider, but they creep me out. I can't sleep when I know there is one that big crawling around my room. My old buddy Chad stopped by around 1 AM. He needed to borrow my Sound Blaster drivers for his secondary sound card, as I lost his miraculously last weekend. Needless to say, it was a short visit, with only promises of "seeing me next weekend" when we can do something "fun." Which scares me from him. I wonder if I can be the friend I used to be with him, since last weekend, he revealed that he can't "forgive Joey" for everything he did to him. Which I think is all just crap that people were pinning on him in their post-adolescent senior-year anger. Bastards. I hate high school a lot more now that I'm out of it. This realized once again while looking through the yearbook with my girlfriend, Sabrina, and us pointing out all the people who dropped out, got hooked on drugs, and got pregnant. Tomorrow should be a nice day with her before the dreaded Monday. The Monday where I go the the surgeon to get the warts on the rims of my nostrils and my fingers removed. I hate crap like this. I hate the frailty of the human body. Having watched Braveheart for the first time this weekend, I'm inspired to change my outlook on life. Two main things I want to change about myself: removal of cowardice (in this case, my pathetic fear of this knowingly piddly surgery) and my outlook on the honor of people's actions. The latter meaning, I want to always be justified in my actions, perhaps not as the zealous city-capturing Mr. Wallace, but rather in my everyday life, people who treat me like crap, I want to be able to look down on them and shrug them off. Have I mentioned that I hate people? Yep, I could do without them. On an unrelated note, I got overpowered by an 11 year old, my cousin/good friend Ryan. I tackled him in the snow and he rolled me around and pinned me down with relative ease. I'd almost wonder if it really was the cold that weakens me. I can't wait for the Spring, when I can feel free again. Free to go anywhere without an hour of preparation for the bitter cold winds and ice lain sidewalks. Which I really don't look forward to going back to on Monday as well. I have about two weeks of school work to do Monday as well. I'm trying to face that with my head high, but that can be difficult when you don't want to do anything, let alone do school work. I missed Thursday and Friday, so I'll have even more to make up Tuesday, having missed Monday for surgery. I guess sitting here for another few hours, staring at saved picture of 4chan's famed cockmongler is out of the question, so I guess it's time for me to wrap things up. G'night, self, and anyone who cares.

This was a nice dĂy. I woke up with about 15 minutes until Sabrina was going to show up. I was ready, ended up waiting for her the only way I'd want to. DDR. I tried a bunch of heavy songs. It was fun, but I still can only do a few songs. When she got here, she, my sister, and I all played some more DDR for some time afterwards. Then Sabrina and I hung out and ate meatloaf. A wonderful day, I'd say. We made the deal tonight that she can cut my hair and style it all she wants all summer if she wears a normal bathing suit and (long) skirts (two things that I find awesome) more often. We're so silly. Heh, I'd never dream I'd find someone as awesome as her. We're so happy. I'm just sure you wanted to hear about what seems like a generic love. Something about the internet just makes the translation suck. She's gone now. I'm watching TV, a nice thing to do when I should be going back to school. Under any other circumstances, I'd rather be here, but this sucks. I want to be back at school, because I have to wake up tomorrow at 7 AM and go get warts scraped off my nose and hand. I friggin' hate medical procedures. I thank whatever created me everyday that I am in relatively good health. Enough so that I don't need to get stuff like this done all the time. I'll be going to sleep soon. I actually need some sleep for tomorrow. Damned novacain shots will suck almost as bad as the scraping... device. Meh. Watching Robot Chicken for the first time right now. It's pretty stupid. I'll probably fall asleep. I'll eat some cookies, then go to sleep. G'night.

I didn't get to sleep very well the night before. Got a few hours, woke up at 7, surgery happened at about 9:15. I was very nervous, but all went well. A few pokes of a needle, teary eyes (not crying, but the needle's bite brought tears to my eyes, it was weird) and a bit of uncomfort and it was done. I've got black marks on my hand and the wound on my nose is nearly invisible. How handy. My doctor was awesome in doing it. What a nice guy he was. Got back home, went to sleep, but I wanted to play DDR. Too tired. Slept. Slept. Slept. Pancakes and sausage. Got back to the dorms at about 9 PM. Got settled back in, made my bed up nice, got in it at around 2 AM, slept maybe a half hour. The nose wound wouldn't quit itching, and I wasn't tired enough to keep up my sleep. Damn, I hate sleeping up here. I just can't do it at a regular rate. As tired as I get, I have to pass out to get any good sleep. Oh, well. It's been another night up all night. Mr. C will think I'm stoned all day. Just what I need since he already is probably pretty mad at me, and I'm so far behind in school at this point, he's probably giving up hope on me as much as I don't want to do all the make up work. I guess it could be worse. Needless to say, I'll have a busy 3 days ahead of me. Let's get started with some breakfast first. One leg, two legs, take headphones off... there we go... walk away... set keyboard down...

I went to school yesterday. Things went surprisingly well. Lots of work to do, but I didn't miss a whole lot of learning. I owe a big one to my friend Jim, who took notes for me in my silly, archaic Notepad format. Such a nice guy, he even offered for me to go to Wendy's downtown for lunch with the group. Normally, I don't because I find spending money for lunch a waste since I have no job. Anyway, I went and ate. It was nice, but the chili, as usual, was entirely too hot to eat in the time it took them to whoof down their sandwiches. Got back to the dorms just in time for me to pass out from the half hour of sleep I got yesterday. Chris kept bothering me in my sleep, but no worries there. I was sleeping well enough that even at times when he woke me up, I was still getting that refreshed, relaxed feeling. Looks like Chris is up all night with me tonight. He's playing Shadow Hearts 2. Looks like another boring RPG to me. Heh, you'd never guess I was an RPG fan when I say things like that. Oh, well.

The poo really hit the fan yesterday. In unusual ways, too. I go to school after a late start in the morning and started working on notpron puzzles with Jim. We kicked some serious heiny, getting to puzzle 18 over the course of the day. Didn't get much work done in school today, but the day was interesting anyway. Walked home from school alone, as usual. I'm happy that the weather is warming up, if only a little bit. It's much better than it was a week ago. Got back to the dorms tired. Confused me pretty bad, as I slept so much the day and night before. Oh, well. Slept to about 9 PM. I woke up, even though I didn't want to. Tended to my wartwounds, continued to play DDR and Soul Calibur 2. Shortly after a nice chat in #eoff, Dan from class came in and we started talking. I never knew he could be such a nice guy. It seems weird, but I made a discovery. I can't believe anything that anyone in the school says. Everyone hates Dan, yet Dan seems so sincere when he says he hasn't done anything wrong. Someone is lying to me and everyone else. At any rate, we worked on notpron puzzles all night from there. He came in around midnight, and just left around 6am. When I woke up last night, I decided to play a round of DDR, causing me to sweat, which made me want to shower. I did, broke the cold water handle because it was screwing with me. Damn maintanance issues here at Brottier Hall. Right now, I'm feeling pretty tired. I know I shouldn't be this tired. It's confusing, but I've come to hate sleep in these last few weeks. I wish I could straighten my sleeping patterns out. Aargh. Still anxiously awaiting the weekend. I get to see Sabrina looking cute for me. But if she doesn't I get to keep my hair for a bit longer. I guess we'll see how things go. Now, then... "I lift up for me. I fall back in bed. Savin' it up, come on if you can! Tap in on the sound, spin it around, bubblin' up from below..." describes me pretty well. I've got to wake up, it's going to be a very long Thursday. Happy St. Patrick's day. Green beer for everyone but me. I still hate alcohol.

Rawr. Yesterday was rather uneventful. I got no work done in school, and I didn't progress in Notpron at all. Jim and Dan both didn't come to school. During my lunch break, I played DDR in the arcade with some girl. She was on Light, I was on Standard/Heavy. I kicked some butt, and we had some fun. After the walk back from school, I was feeling really angry. I don't even know why. I guess I'm getting too emo for my own good. Instead of going to sleep, because I was über tired, I stayed up. Ran to Radioshack, threw some money I don't have away on an Audio/Video cord to hook up my laptop to my TV. I need another one for sound to work, too. Damn it. We were seeing how awesome looking my downloaded videos looked through the TV and ended up watching Dodgeball. I fell asleep half way through it (I was really tired, dammit). This means I fell asleep around 7:00. I feel better now, though. Yay.

Yes, squeee. What a nice day. I got the good start with all that sleep. Got to school, and I had to present the powerpoint presentation that Hobson made the day before for our group. I'll admit he had the hardest part of the work, but I want to be one of the lazy bastards who did nothing for the group, and still got a good grade. Damn these leet speaking skills of mine. But whether or not I really am awesome at public speaking or whether I just find it fun is still up in the air. For most of the rest of the day, Jim, Dan, and I all worked on notpron riddles. We didn't have our last class, so we spent the lunch hour and that last hour getting to level 39, along with Mr. C. It's fun sharing logic with people on a peer level. Anyway, after they all left, I gathered my junk, went to play some DDR on the arcade machine, reminding me how pointless throwing money at that machine is. I need a job and some Cobalt Flux. Heh. I played three games, 9 songs. I failed Jet World on heavy for the first time recently at the arcade. Just as this guy who I see as fun competition walked in. Heh, oops. Walked back to the dorms without a coat on! Yay! Hahahaha! I love Spring, and it's only just beginning. Returned to the dorms in a great mood. My mom and Sabrina arrived to take me home around 5:30 PM. The ride home was fun. It's nice to talk to my mom and girlfriend in that situation. It's nice bonding for all of us. Sabrina informed me that she indeed got a new skirt, and will be wearing it tomorrow. Heh, I probably sound really creepy talking about that, but I just think it's so pretty, and I'm thankful that she is nice enough to do this silly thing for me. It's the nicest thing I think anyone has ever done for me. Truly and directly for me. I know she doesn't want to look like that. She's going to look so cute. *melts* Anyway, after getting home and eating, we went to my aunt's house for music. Rather uneventful. I talked to Todd. I really feel like I've treated him like crap recently. Especially since he seems down these days. I wish I could see into him better. He's a nice guy at the core, and has been one of the best friends to me for the most consistant time. I wish I had more time for people at home these days. I hope when I graduate, everything clears up for me, and I can get a good foot forward for my life. That's my biggest hope and worry these days. I want to be happy, and being happy entails getting out of school with good grades and getting a good job. I'm sick of being such a leech to my family and friends. My dream life consisting of (in this order), Sabrina, family, computer lab, Cobalt Flux pads. Seems pretty easy to get if I can get a good job out of school. I guess I'll see. I can quit rambling on about that.

Yesterday was just as I figured. Very nice. I spent the day with Sabrina. We talked about so much, I can hardly remember what. One thing's for sure, though. It's something awesome between us. Something the likes of which I've never seen. I've never seen anyone like we are, and as cliché as that sounds, I believe it. We were up until around 4:30 AM just talking, and being comfortable. Once we finally went to sleep, she slept crooked, and hurt her shoulder. She's been up since 8 AM and I woke up around 1 PM. I feel like such a bastard. But then, she was reading. I'm just glad she had her book and likes to read, or I think I'd have been in a world of sadness for putting her through that. Anyway, she's in the shower now, we'll be leaving around 6 PM to get me back to school. I don't want to return to that. Not after a weekend as perfect as this. Joey just called when I sat down to type this. He's looking forward to prom as much as I am. Damn... Joey is awesome. I can feel just how awesome he is, even over the phone. Heh, the best friends are the ones who stick by you. I'd take a bullet for that guy. Weird.

Damn, I need a job. Really bad, too. This is getting ridiculous. There are so many things I want to do, and all things lead to money. I'm beginning to believe that all the things I enjoy require money. Computers. Have you ever heard of a free ISP? At that, one that allows website hosting? Yeah, I didn't think so. DDR. Cobalt Flux pads would cost $300, even more for two. The arcade has already stolen what I estimate at $100 from me. Sabrina. All we ever do is sit around. I'm sure that every once in a while, she would prefer to go out and get something done, and with me. Eating. I spend $25 a week on just milk alone, all of which comes from my parents. It's horrible. I'd hope that I wasn't that much of a drain on them by now. I expected to have a job, I expected to be somewhat free and for myself, but I'm not. As usual, I feel tethered to my parents and limited in my work. I'm sure I'm ahead of where I am in my mind, but I consistantly find ways to pull myself back to where I believe I'm helpless. In class, I have realized that I'm pushing the higher end of the work, yet I still feel like I can't do crap with computers. I'm weeks behind on work, and I'm sure I could get it done pretty quickly, but I don't. Every day I say "it can go one more. It'll be ok," but it isn't! The midterm reports are being sent home, soon, I'm sure being the fourth week and all. I'm sure Mr. C will be sending home a bad report in all 4 of my classes. ĂMy parents will be upset at me, I'm sure. It's just a matter of doing the easy assignments. I don't want to do them because they don't challenge me in the right ways and now that they stack up like this, I'm afraid of them. I hope that at some point, I can get over that part of me, the procrastination king. In case you're wondering why I'm writing in the middle of the day, it's because I slept so long last night that I had no time to write. This morning, I was rushing out the door anyway, so I didn't have that normal amount of time for myself either. Since Networking class got me frustrated with the network layout in Visio, I need a moment like this. All my friends went off to Subway for their Tuesday special on subs. I, naturally, have no money to spend on such expensive food, so I sit here at the mall on my laptop being emo. They've turned me into an emokid. I'm tempted to write //emokid/hp5000 right now. But I'll hold that joke since none of you will get it. Children on a field trip of some sort are laughing and playing behind me. They are happy here, for now at least. Must be nice. I want out of here. I can't wait to be in a position like the people I'm staring at right now. On their work lunch breaks eating at the crappy pizza shop. They may be the most miserable people in the world, but in my eyes, they have all the things I want. Perhaps if I had what I want, I'd be miserable too, but right now, I can hardly care. It's still too cold outside. Last week, there were a few nice days, but now, things just got a bit colder. Only slightly too cold for my comfort zone, but cold never the less. I still wear a coat to school every day. Meh. I have another 50 minutes to waste here, so I've got to find something to do. Forgot DDR money, not that I need that tearing away at my pockets. I just thought about it! Haha! I'm one of those bastards with laptops who sit and drink coffee (minus the coffee) and write haikus. I'm haiku writin' motherf***er. XD

Why is it that one day, everyone loves me, and the next people don't acknowledge my existance? I'm having troubles putting a finger on my self-worth. Where do I stand among my friends? Oh, well. What's more important today is that I'm running on two hours of sleep and last period, the poorly programmed HelpTrac software gave me a splitting headache in my left temple. What the hell is this, I don't even get headaches. Meh. One amusing anecdote about yesterday's sitting session here at lunch. I was playing Stepmania when two groups of about 20 children came in and started playing on the trains behind me. A few of them were in disbelief as they watched me play Stepmania. I love being admired by youth. I think that's why I like children while hating them at the same time. And it also explains why I was a newbie helper on AC2. Meh, my head hurts, I can't write now.

Well, it was a crappy day. I'm getting a failure report in 3/4 of my classes because I'm lazy. Like I didn't see this coming. I have no motivation to do any of the work we're doing in any of our classes. After a miserable day sulking in my own lazyness, I decided not to go to Tekkoshocon, the local anime and gaming convention, due to my lack of money. I played some Soul Calibur 2 after school with Leroy, Don, and Chris. I suck at life, but Voldo is very kinky. XD. I got to go home tonight, though. Spent the evening at Sabrina's house. I got to see her in a dress (squeeee!) and fix her computer. Yay.

Another day at Sabrina's. We dyed Easter eggs. Lots of fun, and I think I even deeply offended an emo kid with my constant "emo kid" jokes. But we had fun, never the less. Watched Iron Monkey. Great kung-fu movie if a bit cheesy. Sometimes, I love cheese. Sabrina, her sister Cassie, and her Cousin Toni and her younger cousins talked about all they did when they were young. It was nice to hear about all that. Afterwards, we watched some Fight Club, which Toni brought over. My mom got called into work with no sleep tonight, and with my brother and sister's birthday parties along with Easter dinner being tomorrow, that can't be good. Any minute now, I expect my brother Matt to arrive from Virginia. I never really know how to take him, or know how he takes me because I'm so strange and quiet, and they are the average young person these days. I just don't have enough in common with him. It's tough, I guess.

Whoa, what a day. This is the sort of day that makes you appreciate life and all that comes with it. Started like any other. Slept in an hour past when I wanted to wake up (slept 'till noon) and got ready for Sabrina to come over and got ready for the party. Once she arrived, we hung out for a while, then we decorated the house for Tom and Casey's combined birthday party. We had a lot of fun decorating. Wow, that was fun. I love her. XD. Anyway, when Tommy (my brother) arrived, he gave me his mom's computer to fix and some money for fixing it. His kindness is unbeliveable. I'm a lucky person, despite how miserable I am most of the time. Anyway, everyone arrived, and the party began. While waiting for the ham to cook, some guitars got out. Todd, my dad, my mom, my aunt Karen, and I think that's all, and most strangely enough, me, all played guitars. Wow, I enjoyed that. I feel bonded closer to my parents than ever. I'm glad to make them proud. I exhibited my skills in Mortal Kombat: Deadly Alliance and DDR. After most people left and my dad passed out, my brother Matt, his friend Mike, my brother Tommy, and I all played some Texas Hold'em poker. I was the newbie among them, but beginner's luck was on my side. I multiplied my $20 in a matter of hours. However, afterwards, I remembered why I loathe gambling, as my brother seemed a bit bitter. Though, there seems to be no bad blood. Anyway, thanks to that, I can go to Tekkoshockon after all. Two weeks until that. I hope Sabrina wants to go after all. It's 5:30 in the morning, Easter morning. God, I love this holiday. Not so much because of it's deep religious symbolism and importance, but because it's a holiday at the dawn of Spring and pastel colors are everywhere, and everyone is in good spirits, and most importantly, everyone looks so damn cute. Though, this easter is a bit cold, meaning the cuteness this year is a bit limited. Anyway... sleepy time. My dad just woke up my sister and her boyfriend to "get drunk" because they passed out so early. I wonder if they realize everyone wrote on their faces last night.

Good morning, world. Or is it? I can't tell. I'm too damn tired. So tired in fact, that I didn't sleep at all! I've been up for about 15 hours now, and will be going to school in about an hour. I'm deciding whether to leave EoFF or not and if anyone would miss me. I think someone in a room close to ours is smoking pot... I keep smelling it for some reason, perhaps I'm just crazy. Lack of sleep could do something like that. It's been what should have been a wonderful day, but ending it was too hard. I went to Sabrina's to see her family on Easter. It was nice, her family is fun to be around. Everyone looks so nice on Easter. Leaving there was like mentally taking a crowbar to a Mercedes Benz. You don't want to end something so valuable. I realized the true value of my family and the cushyness of home. I no longer want to be here at school. We'll see how tomorrow goes. I shouldn't go, but I can't mis any more school. Mr. C is probably tired of my crap. I know I'm tired of it. It's not time to give up, though. I'll continue to try to put my best foot forward and get caught up with all the work I've been missing. Good night.

I went. I went all day. I didn't get tired until lunch. I slept through it. At least the week is looking like a good one. I slept through all of yesterday, woke up around 2 AM. I didn't get anything productive done all night, but at least my sleeping patterns are back where I'm comfortable. My keyboard is messing up, making typing this difficult. Be prepared for any unusual typoes. My gmail email account is working out nicely. I can finally start emailing my cousin Rachel again. In fact, you're probably reading this. Hello there. Heh. Anyway... things remain the same as they did before. I didn't do a whole lot of living since yesterday. Heh. Eyes on Final Fantasy's forums are going through a tough time, and I've lost trust in the administration there. I don't think I'll be visiting the fora for a whlie. Still chatting there, though. Even though the chat room isn't near as interesting at 3 AM as it is at 3 PM. I'm in a weird musical mood today. I'm lisening to a sĂrange set of music compared with the normal series of songs I replay over and over. Hey, why waste up my hard drive with 5000 mp3s if I only listen to 10 of them? Data management is tough. I'm running out of hard drive space. I produce too much data. I need a server, bad. Perhaps someday, eh? Oh, well. Off to school I go. Have a nice day.

I just had a thought. For once. I'm sitting here, my normal spot in the food court at Station Square on my laptop, when I look across the way. I see Pat, Dave, and Kim having lunch with Mr. C. Needless to say, I think having lunch with Mr. C would be nice if I ate lunch at all. I doubt this is all too relevent to the situation, but I keep thinking, "where is the justice in the world?" I want so bad to obtain some finality in my life, and be happy and comfortable, but it all seems so far away. Then there are these people I see every day who are complete jerks and fools who are happy where they are. I have no promise, and little hope that my finality will come and right now, my life is chaotic and torn between school and home. I wonder where is this justice that the world deals those who are nice and those who try to give back all the good that is given. Perhaps I'm not doing well enough, or perhaps the world is just creul. I'm not perfect, but I think I'm doing better than most. The more I try, the harder things get. I've been going for some sort of goal in my life for years now, and things still feel so far away. My happy life, with a steady job sure sounds great. Until I take action of some sort, I guess I'll just have to sit around and wait longer. As an afterthought, pants make me angry. Very angry.

Yesterday was mildly interesting. I played DDR on my lunch break, failed Janejana, had to play again. Passed it with an A. Afterwards, I was feeling very empty, so I went to Networking Lab to whiddle and waste the class with some moronic "your mom" Powerpoint presentation. I have a lot of work I meant to do last night not counting all the crap I have to make up from before. I didn't get any of it done. Alycia was visiting the dorms with her friends yesterday. I visited them for a while, all the time feeling awkward and strangely alone. I slept a bit last night, and was woken up to walk Alycia to the T station a few blocks from here. I think I will never know exactly what to think about her. And that's for the better. So she left, and on my way back, I see someone flailing inside a black car. I stop and the door opens only to reveal Megan, a girl I graduated high school with and an old friend of two of my good friends. We talked for a while, then her (what I'm guessing to be) boyfriend returned and I left. I had always hoped I'd see someone I knew on the streets of Pittsburgh, but at the time, she didn't exactly come to mind. This week is going surprisingly fast, but I think that's just because all my time at the dorms has been spent sleeping as of late. Ah, I almost forgot, I had some visitors last night as well. Jimm and Brandon came over after school to play some Soul Calibur 2. They didn't stay all that long, but it was nice seeing them outside of school, I guess. Aargh. This milk tastes like cow. I hate that.

Wow, was yesterday great or what? Walked to school and it wasn't all that cold. An average school day, but I wore a tie. Felt cool. I played DDR at lunch, passed Janejana and Jet World on heavy, but not 321 Stars. Went to networking to present my Powerpoint Presentation with Jimm. We threw in the "your mom" slides as flashing subliminal messages during various transitions. We didn't have enough time to present, sadly. On my way out, I saw Alycia and her friends playing DDR, so I stopped to watch them. I was going to play a round by myself after them, but Blue came up and played two rounds with me. He's a cool guy. And he got to see me finally pass 321 Stars with a C. Haha. That put me in a wonderful mood. Then I walked outside with Blue. Good lord the weather was nice! I was literally in heaven at that point. On the way back, Blue shared his prospects at a future gaming company. All the while I couldn't help but think he was completely insane in his ideas of this company, and actually thinking it could succeed with his limited gaming scope. But he's got some fun ideas. Must be nice to believe in your future like that. Talking to him gives me hope, but the more I think about it, the more unrealistic it becomes. Anyway, we got back, and I hooked up my laptop to all my devices, as usual, just in time for Blue to come over. I beat FF7 real quick and showed him the ending. He seemed to enjoy it. At around 6 PM, I went and did the dishes for Chris and Blue left shortly thereafter. I guess he got bored of watching Chris play Windwaker. I got back on the computer for a while and got bored. I went to sleep at around 8:30. The window was open all night. It never got too cold. I love Spring.

Another nice day, though cloudy. Boring morning. I actually worked today. Played some DDR at lunch, and didn't do all that well as I usually do. I actually got to present today. Mr. C didn't seem to care too much about our presentation's "subliminal flashes." After school, I saw people playing DDR, so I stopped and played a few as well. I treated Alycia to a game because playing alone in the arcade feels pathetic. When we finished, Blue and John showed up. I challenged them to one sided heavy marathon. I played heavy, they did whatever they wanted. I felt really weak afterwards, and for good reason. What fun it was! Haha. Anyway, I enjoyed another walk back in the beautiful weather with Blue. Another confusing conversation with him. I guess it happens, eh? Got back, got comfy, and hooked a controller up to my computer and hooked the computer up to the TV. I played a round of Gunstar Heroes and Sonic 2. It's awesome. S-Video to Composite is my best friend. Kim wanted me to tune her guitar today as well. I failed at it. It has a short neck or something. I couldn't get it to sound right. I've been drained tired all day from DDR earlier, but I've held off sleep nicely thus far.

Also: Today, I found out from many sources that Mitch Hedberg died yesterday. The comedy world, and all it's fans will mourn the loss of one hell of a funny guy.