Confession Time.
Hi...um. Ok. So I rejoined friendster last night. After several months of only moderate internet addiction, I have fully succumbed to my vice and am happily networking away. Well, not really, because I only rejoined so I could message this cute boy in Montreal and read the bulletin posts. For my livejournalsters that live abroad, you should know that no one does myspace in Toronto. Totally lame.
That off my chest, Adrienne wins the music recommendation prize, although all selections were entertaining (by that I mean good). Lollipops are forthcoming, however these things do take a while with me...I've averaged about four hours of sleep a night this week what with crazy amounts of work. What this means is that it may take six months, but that should be more exciting because then you'll get a package that you're not expecting!
Huzzah!
Scott returns from Europe on Sunday. He'd better have gotten laid. And brought me presents; I told him that if he did not come bearing gifts than he could find himself a new room mate and apartment.
That off my chest, Adrienne wins the music recommendation prize, although all selections were entertaining (by that I mean good). Lollipops are forthcoming, however these things do take a while with me...I've averaged about four hours of sleep a night this week what with crazy amounts of work. What this means is that it may take six months, but that should be more exciting because then you'll get a package that you're not expecting!
Huzzah!
Scott returns from Europe on Sunday. He'd better have gotten laid. And brought me presents; I told him that if he did not come bearing gifts than he could find himself a new room mate and apartment.