4.0 in my History 111 class. One more down.

Revamped the laptop, deleting off a lot of the bigger Torchwood/John Barrowman stuff that I've already got backed up both on the external hard drive and on various dvds. Freed up about 30 GB worth of space. All the more room for Supernatural. ♥ (Speaking of Supernatural, I now want to change my mood theme. I'm obsessed. o.O )

The office is, for the most part, packed and ready to move down the street. It looks so empty in here. =(

First semester of back to college is out of the way. So is my first session of summer classes. Second session of summer classes starts in 2 weeks. In the meantime...time to decompress. >_<

60 hour work weeks and this full-time student thing, um, suck.

At least there's always Wincest. ♥♥♥ *pops in random Supernatural DVD since the boss is out of the office*

Entropy had to mention it and I hope that my period's coming soon too, because then, I would have an excuse as to why I ate that entire box of cookies last night.  Note to self: just because the box has been opened, does not mean you have to finish it in one sitting. 

Self:  What the fuck are you talking about?  **grabs another box of cookies**

It goes on.

The shower wouldn't get above a lukewarm today, so I spent an idle 20 minutes fiddling with the temperature controls because after the first initial shiver to wet my hair, I just shampooed with a minimum of water.  And then I was too chickenshit to actually put my head back under the stream to wash out the shampoo.  The things we do to be presentable to society.

People at the casino are still just now peeking their heads up and wondering where I went.  Jyl was right--don't make friends at the casino: they're just like her chickens.

L-sama from Death Note has eaten my soul.  Him and Matt and Mello and I couldn't give a flying fuck less about Light, so just L, Matt, and Mello.  And, of course, as always, the only characters that are worth anything are the ones that don't make it to the end of the story.  So, I've just regressed to a state of denial and am in search of fics that help me do just that--L never dies or Light repents or they meet in the afterlife or some such bullshit and he and L spend the rest of eternity screwing themselves silly.  As if Light weren't a crazy, messed-up motherfucker.  And Mello and Matt, on the other side of the planet, live happily ever after too, in their own fucked-up fashion.

Running on about 2 hours of sleep right now, only because I stayed up all night downloading porn on to my shiny new laptop.  Hey, with a 250 Gig hard drive, I have to fill it up somehow, right?

Life.  Life is...better.  I'm finally happy with myself again, I think.  No longer bowing and scraping to every peon that comes my way--it's so unnatural to me anyways--and have forgiven myself.  Forgiven my feelings of inexplicable not-quite hate and deep-rooted jealousy and became a better person for it.  Forgive those who trespass against us and lead us not into temptation.

...Alright, screw that last part.  I want more porn; bring on the temptation.