clock bad. clock BAD!

I find it amusing that I usually roll out of bed anywhere between 6:15 and 7:30 am, and yet I regard going to bed at midnight obscenely early.

sundart's making pancakes! and MY GOD IT'S STILL SNOWING. What? It looks like it may end today though, so that's all good. Next week actually looks kinda nice.

agenda for today - Seelye lab, gymbunnying, homework. And taking it rather easy foodwise, as I'm still at that point where everything I eat hurts. With the exception of last night's ice cream, which considering, is verrrry weird.

ramblings from my endorphin-addled brainmeats

You know, perhaps all of the worlds problems would be solved if we just put aside the false diplomacy, the differences, the wars, all conflict in general... and just have wild hot monkey sex. All the time. Hey it works for bonobo chimps... Conflict? Sex! Just saying hi? Sex! Need cheering up after a bad day? Sex! Wanna know someone better? Sex! Whoohoo!

I did mention I was delerious, non? tee hee.

BTW, got to the "hush" episode of Buffy. Bloody brilliant piece of TV. Convinced now that Joss Whedon is a genius. And the Gentlemen have to be the most creeptastic enemies seen so far.