Whew...enough with the depressing blogs already...

You know what I like?
Sometimes when I'm at home and I just need to go to the gym or something, my Dad lets me take his car. His wonderful beautiful 2005 Acura TL with its XM radio and its perfectly adjustable seats and its multi-passenger climate control and its speedometer that goes up to like, 180 or something. Not that I like speeding- but I *do* like achieving the speed limit faster than eeeeeeveryone else. Buahahaha...

And Project Runway. Like, a lot. Those marathons they keep having on weekends pose a clear and present danger to my otherwise healthy work ethic.

And Starbucks mugs. I really, really like the mugs they sell at Starbucks. And we're not talking anything specific...just...you know, most of them that I see there ever. I know. Starbucks is emblematic of "the system" and such. And they're corporate. And they play christmas songs from September until New Year's. And they're overcharging you. But let's face it...my Mom keeps sending me gift cards. And I like their sugar-free hazlenut syrup. And I get to look at the mugs. Esepcially the pink/grey one that they have.

So speaking of coffee, I'm going to go do some homework...
(oh God, and in other news...my parents switched back from decaf to regular...so this is me, come Monday morning when I'm back at school: Gaaawd...why's it so...bright? And why can't...why can't this...professor...guy just...stop...talking...and what's with all this...stuff? :::exhasperated inward groan:::)