.... freakin' again.
Yeah, that time-stamp is correct. I'm awake. Morning. AGAIN. I've been up for an hour, and I'm already hungry. I liked it much better when my first meal was lunch. C'est la vie.
So... plans for today.
1. Sit on my ass 'til 1:30.
2. Go to my father's place and do some Halo 3 co-op.
3. Remember that lunch should have come before #2.
4. Come home and look for that last Golden Skull. (seriously, there are 9 of them and they're all hidden like the Maltese Falcon... and I'm not even talking about the extra 4 silver ones...)
5. Quit in a fit of rage because I can't find it and go back to playing TF2. Good Ol' spy and his dealings of stab-ity death are therapeutic.
6. Read. Something. Anything.
7. Fall asleep pining for Smash Bros. Brawl. So close. Oh, so close.
So... plans for today.
1. Sit on my ass 'til 1:30.
2. Go to my father's place and do some Halo 3 co-op.
3. Remember that lunch should have come before #2.
4. Come home and look for that last Golden Skull. (seriously, there are 9 of them and they're all hidden like the Maltese Falcon... and I'm not even talking about the extra 4 silver ones...)
5. Quit in a fit of rage because I can't find it and go back to playing TF2. Good Ol' spy and his dealings of stab-ity death are therapeutic.
6. Read. Something. Anything.
7. Fall asleep pining for Smash Bros. Brawl. So close. Oh, so close.