It's nine-thirty, again. I would probably mind if you, y'know, spontaneously caught fire.

I'm tired. I'm out of sorts, I'm hot, I keep waking up ever half an hour, or so, and I keep having dreams about John Fucking Constantine. I haven't even read any HellBlazer, in the past half a week, and certainly not enough to warrant this.

Anyway.

Class today.

Head hurts.

Out of sorts, and everytime I turn around, there are about 14 new posts, on this thing. What the hell, people?

Task for the Day: Bene Jesserit Meditation Techniques. You will meditate on controling the motion of one muscle at a time. Then you will work to gain complete control of that muscle.

I have to go.

Today has been a cold and rainy day

Ben Folds Five - [Fair]--- Ran for bus, missed it, damn near threw up, due to lack of food, was late to class, said screw it, got food, ate, went to class, left class, got rained on a lot.

Hung out with friends, talked to mr_hinzelmann, talked to mech_angel, read a lot of To Charles Fort, With Love, came home.

Watched some West Wing, ate some food, doing funding research.

All of these sites suck.

Ta.