Hangin' On
It's Friday night, or rather, Saturday morning. I have to work in 7 hours, but I don't care. I would rather stay up late and stare into space so I am terribly tired tomorrow when I get off work. I have to do my Government project tomorrow and I also have a Biology project to do this weekend. Oh well, I am more into making my present thingy over doing any of that. If you know what I am talking about making, please don't mention it because Whit reads this sometimes. Aww, the wonderful Whit. What would I do without her? Lately, I can't let myself think about that for long or I drive myself crazy. I figure it will be easier for us to be apart next semester more because I will be in so many flippin' classes that I will have no time to think. We all know this isn't true though. Point proven right now as I should be in bed asleep but instead I am up typing on here trying to avoid saying something about Whitney but somehow bring her up every time. I enjoy her more than anyone else and it sucks when you don't get to have that person around. Enough crying though, I am listening to Kangaroo Cry by Blue October. Maybe I shouldn't listen to such depressing crap when I feel this way. Haha. On a side note, does anyone in their right mind watch Last Call? What the hell? How has this piece of shit show been on for 4 years other than the fact that it is on NBC and they have nothing else worth a crap to show. I would actually watch infomercials over his show. Oh well, that is my opinion. Maybe I shouldn't compare him to Conan and he would be okay. Conan has to be one of the funniest guys on TV. He has the coolest job and gets to be an ass. I will someday take his job. I am pale white, and an ass, why not? Ha. Oh well, I am just rambling now. On to watching re-runs of Daily Show, my second favorite show, only to Conan.