I plan to wake up at 9 so I can watch the episode of Battlestar Galactica that I missed last week so that I can watch it this week and not feel all sad. I wonder why the hell I'm still awake. I also wonder if it's worth it.

My God, I blasphemed again. I'm sorry.

In other news, my refrigerator's freezer-type compartment is unable to keep icecream frozen, while my refrigerator's fridge-type compartment freezes my milk. I paid $150 for this contraption, damn it. Also, what the hell is up with differential equations and the fact that you lose solutions up the wazoo (sp?) if you start trying to do proper algebra? I mean, I solve for y, and suddenly all the solutions go away. The fuckers.

Oh, and in a desperate ploy to increase the number of people who don't come here entirely on accident, I have allowed the mysterious folks of the ORG to find it easily. I anticipate approximately an extra view per week. I can just smell the money now.

I need to clean my room. But I'll save that scintillating discussion for when you and I are both more awake, and when you are more receptive to the mundane realities of being awesome. With that being said, hasta la byebye, kids.