The fellow who wrote this really is bitter--and yes I did read the criticisms. Sure, there are some people who fit this stupid theory, but not all. Seriously.

I need to shower. And shave.

I'm hairier than the bf. Or at least I would be if I never shaved. Not that I'm Bigfoot or anything with a mane growing from all of my 2000 parts, he's just really, really hairless. I don't mind. His arms are nice and smooth, so I can have my face near them without getting my faced ticked by long arm hairs.

One thing that really bugs me is hairy chests. Maybe I was just traumatized when I saw the bush bursting out of the collar of my freshman Spanish teacher's shirt. Oh, and that one scene from What Lies Beneath really bothered me. You know, at the beginning of the movie where Michelle Pfeiffer is playing with her hubby's chest hair? Yech.

I really need to shower. I'll be back later...

I had tons of fun with Leah and Sunflower last night. The club curse lives on!! Anyhow, we chilled at the apartment and got a little psycho, running around and acting strange until the sun started coming up. I think I must have fallen asleep around six. We woke up at 10:30 the next (well, same) morning and went to IHOP for brunch before I headed over to work. Thanks for a great time guys =)

My schedule next quarter looks pretty nasty. After looking at my list of courses in horror, I made a printout of my course schedule and after adding in my work and tutorials for my classes, highlighted what classes I can't skip--ever. Urgh. Spring quarter is going to be hell. I need some serious motivation. Perhaps the ugly outcome of winter quarter? *cringe*

At work right now. Kind of sleepy. Going to see the bf tonight after I finish cleaning up the apartment. Haven't been able to actually spend time with him since Sunday.

Frick I'm sleepy.