AWSUM
i have a migraine and i'm taking my stats midterm in 45 minutes. at least i have the power of kelly clarkson to aid me in my battle against formidable equations. i dont care about box's epsilon-adjustment, i have decided. its not like knowing what that is will, say, make me independently wealthy, or discover a new radioactive element, or convince laura to marry me as a sweet bday present. wow my temples feel like theyre being stabbed with heated needles while i'm being forced to listen to steel drums and harmonica solos (my least fav instruments) all while having my teeth forced up into my brain by mischevous gremlins. ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh i dont know how i'm going to solve these equations today. most importantly the equation of loooove. its the universal equation. hahaha wow. oh well at least i'm going to SF tomorrow. party with gabe, benz, fashion sam, jessica, tobin, whoever else wants to.