I need to update more. It's not that I don't have the time, it's just that I'm being a stagnant, idle lump in my room. Writing stuff takes effort, and effort is something I'm not good at, um, using. In any case, an update is to follow; perhaps even in list form. I know I do this a lot.

Today is Monday, and obviously marks a new droning and purposeless seven-day interval of life. Or maybe five-day. I like weekends. And my weekend was good. Started off with me come home from a rather deadening Valentine's Day, a holiday I'm never much a fan of. It seems that I'm never all that joyful on the 14th, I suppose seeing so many happy people just gets me down. It could also be my condemnable bastard of an alarm clock not going off. Sometimes it's nice to sleep in an hour, and sometimes it's wretched. When I wake up on one of those days, I like to say "the shit hath hit the fan." In any case, I got to school, and was cheered up a bit by Julia. I think Valentine's Day sucked more for Todd. You know, he doesn't seem depressed, though maybe a little lonely, but maybe he's just got some antisocial problems. The first step is to stop lingering by the same wall every morning. When everyone else graduates, will Todd still be standing beside the girls' gym doors?

I don't want to go into the metaphysics of EverQuest, for my blog will just end up boring my friends with the unholy might of a thousand Sunday afternoons. I could rant about it forever with a harangue of technicalities, but I'd really just rather say that it's very nice to be playing it again, even as far behind in the game as I am. My computer's still plagued with a few bugs, but they're just small things I can iron out; all due to the cheapass hardware I always invest in anyway.

So I went to Jennifer's anti-Sadie party on Saturday. From what I heard, and even from people I trust pretty well, Sadie was actually a lot of fun. But it doesn't matter. Even if I had been asked to Sadie, I don't enjoy dances. At all. I'm just not a big fan of mass social gatherings. Ooh... I forgot to ask Sterling how Sadie went. He had a date this year. Our little Mormon's growing up! In any case, the party was great. Sat around with Julia, Jenn, Bret, Sheila, Meren, Tina, Rob, and Chris. Julia left, and Rob ate a lot of sugar. Poor Sheila was being harassed by Bret... I don't think he understands the fact that she has a boyfriend, so Jenn yelled at him later.

Jennifer's going out with that guy Chris, who's out of high school- the one who I met at the musical. Seems like a cool guy, really crazy and funny, so I think she'll be happy with him. He gave her flowers and came to our school to be with her at lunch for Valentine's Day. Bret thinks he's a pothead. I don't.

I just finished watching Joe Millionaire. It wasn't bad. I think FOX renewed itself by making up for that shitty last episode where they just played clips of Evan having to make a hard choice. Worst... episode... ever. In any case, he picked Zora, which is good, considering the general bimboness of Sara. Zora even stayed with him after he broke the news of his financial disposition to her. Next week they'll have an interview with them that'll tell us whether or not they stay together. It should be interesting.

I don't quite feel like sleeping, so I'll simply append another paragraph onto my extensive outpour of thoughts. Tonight's one of those rare nights where I'm not tired and I don't feel like I need sleep, but my body's just deceiving me. I'll wake up tomorrow morning an insomniac, as usual- just like this morning in fact. I wasn't feeling great this morning, partially due to my foot hurting. In the midst of my scurrying around my house looking for articles of clothing, I tripped and fell on my toe while it was curved inward, so now the tendons are all screwed up. The pain is great. My eyes were a little bloodshot too, from I don't know what, soap in my eyes or gazing into a computer monitor. But it's Monday, and who expects me to be composed anyway?