Alright... here we go again...

I have nothing to say today, which is in fact the reason I'm updating. Since about 2 (it's 4 here now) I have been feeling that "I've done everything I can do to keep busy on Sunday" feeling. I have just gotten done looking at nude ladies, which would normally perk me up, but instead I feel more washed out and bored. I believe Douglas Adams has a story about someone who becomes immortal who finds Sunday afternoons impossible to live with. So he heads out to insult the entire Universe. Actually I'm really glad I'm not immortal on a day like today. To many days like this will drive you batshit.

So like, what does a guy do when Olivia's new profile pic and the last Al set fail to please? I wonder if I would get any relief from going to the WSU library? Off we go.

Tim.