#yawn#
warm milk.
two white chocolate-covered oreos.
john mayer crooning on the itunes, reminding me of last night when i stopped by 3rd floor to talk to a guy playing "wonderland" on the guitar with his door open. (keep that door open, buddy, you'll certainly get laid tonight... or not.)
cutting up my Michigan sweatshirt, 80's style. (who needs an un-poppable collar?)
working on my powerpoint for german (20 slides about a beverage trade show).
trying to keep my feet warm, but not wanting to walk across the cold tile to get socks.
convincing vivek to stay home in e-lan so we can talk each other into "working."
quoting john mayer and questioning his lyrics.
[cinnamazin: i mean... where did his skin go? and how did he trip in it? was it too big? had he lost a lot of weight?]
trying to keep my hair and clothing from bursting into flames in the completely moisture-devoid environment of my dorm room.
thinking about my roommate/hall mates/ friends who are actually doing something "fun" right now, and not feeling particularly jealous.
^these are the things that make a [sleepy] saturday night.
two white chocolate-covered oreos.
john mayer crooning on the itunes, reminding me of last night when i stopped by 3rd floor to talk to a guy playing "wonderland" on the guitar with his door open. (keep that door open, buddy, you'll certainly get laid tonight... or not.)
cutting up my Michigan sweatshirt, 80's style. (who needs an un-poppable collar?)
working on my powerpoint for german (20 slides about a beverage trade show).
trying to keep my feet warm, but not wanting to walk across the cold tile to get socks.
convincing vivek to stay home in e-lan so we can talk each other into "working."
quoting john mayer and questioning his lyrics.
[cinnamazin: i mean... where did his skin go? and how did he trip in it? was it too big? had he lost a lot of weight?]
trying to keep my hair and clothing from bursting into flames in the completely moisture-devoid environment of my dorm room.
thinking about my roommate/hall mates/ friends who are actually doing something "fun" right now, and not feeling particularly jealous.
^these are the things that make a [sleepy] saturday night.