THURSDAY 0853

Shit! This is the earliest I've ever managed to post on this blog. Or maybe it's because I never had Computing this early.

Ah! To think that for once, 8:53 AM is not a time of being pissed off at the preps while attempting to establish communication with the emos, possibly by way of Robert, Haydon, or accumulation of Iced Coffee particles.
That sounded like Stanek talking. Stanek is love. He is teh awesome.
Pinky is love because he's cool. Even if he does make me feel short, but they all do.
Benny is love because he is.
And the Toffs are love ebcause they're freaking hilarious both seperately and together. They should be stand-up comedians. Like a talking version of The Umbilical Brothers.
Speaking of which...Thank God You're Here is also love.

That was totally random.

Anyway...The holidays are feeling liberating, but also boring. Where the fuck is everyone?! I thought holidays were for, y'know, catching up with peeps, hanging out, stuff like that. But then again, I 'spose Joe's sulking coz Jamesy still has school, and Skye and Jake are...well, we probably don't want to know, but we do anyway. Doesn't take much thought.
Not that I'm implying anything! *sets up Skye-proof barricade*

I'm fleeing before I say something really stupid. By the by, I have DeviantArt now. It's icaughtphilosophy.deviantart.com