Hahaha. Bridget's sitting right next to me. She laughed at me for watching Rocky Horror twice yesterday. Meanie. I so want to make one of those greyscale poster thingies with Tim Curry/Frank 'N Furter on it. It'd be hot. I'd put it right next to my Fight Club one. Then I'd make a Donnie Darko one. Then an Eternal Sunshine one.

Yeah. That'd be kickass.

Bridget just freaked out and knocked out BOTH our headphones. That silly spazz.

God I love Placebo. Maybe I'll buy another of their cd's. Which pushes it up to:

Billy Idol
Prince
Avenged Sevenfold
Placebo

I also want to buy The Green Mile. So good.

Eeeh, they're just about to execute Delacroix in the book, but I had to stop just before. But I KNOW what's going to happen. GODDAMN YOU PERCY!

But Percy's just so goddamn hot in my mind. It's silliness!

I put my stupid shirt in the dryer. Damn me.

Maaaary, you should make me a pretty new icon. And I should get off my lazy ass and make a new mood theme. I SO want a Rocky Horror one.

So...


I'm so out of stuff to saaay.

I didn't swim yesterday because Shawna's an ass and made me walk a lot. And then I was more in the mood to piss her off than to go swimming, so I decided I'd be a pain. And I was. So I read for three hours. Somewhere in those three hours I talked to Swatez for a few minutes, got dinner, and talked to Curtis for about 10-15 minutes. The rest of the time was spent reading. And nearly falling asleep. But that doesn't need to be discussed.

I got deoderant on my shirt. Boo.

I'm so bored. I must be goth.