Well, the funk prevails. Sorry to bore you with constant talk of the funk, but really, I'm drowning in it.
On a different note, this weekend proved to be very anti-climactic. Fun times, nothing too exciting, very familiar, and utterly "eh". So nothing to report there either.
Hmmmm... I'm quite the boring bonnie. I might move down to the bottom apartment. That's exciting! It's a REAL apartment, not a ghetto attic, and there are no creepy stairs. Plus, it would end up being cheaper monthly, which is always a plus when you're poor like me. But before we can decided, Mary and I need to talk it over with Josh, and he still hasn't returned from his weekend trip. No calls either. He very well may be dead, which would suck, because the rent is due tomorrow. Also, I like having the kid around.
Earlier, in the midst of writing a paper I was uninterested in, I made one of these things. I copied Eric because he's the coolest. He loans me stuff even though I always forget to give it back. And he does it with a smile. Regardless, here's a quiz about me. It's highly self-centered and probably boring for anyone who isn't ME, but alas, I ask that you take it. Go here!
No, HERE! Anyways, I'm outtie. Bah.