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I'm up much later than I should be on a day in which I have to get up in about 5 hours to get ready for work. Especially since I have a paper I have to write in class after work, and I need to do a lot more research for.

And you know what? Worth it totally. Squishy came over and we watched Almost Famous and got drunk. And having a good friend around is worth a lot more than an "A" or a paycheck.

Tanya called me tonight. I don't know why- I guess I'll find out in two days. I told her to call back on Tuesday, since I had a guest tonight and calss tomorrow. I have no idea what the hell she wants to say to me, and it scares me what she might. Hopefully she's just asking for my address so she can write me a check and be done with it. But somehow, I doubt it...

Girls are so complex, damnit. I've got 4 now that I'm in various stages with- Tanya, whom I still love, annoyingly, squishylizards, whom I've got a crush on that won't go away even though I want it to very badly, Morganna, who seems to want to be my friend, and keeps complaining about her love life? and VRFG, whom I've got a crush on and a phone number for that I'm going to have to work up the courage to dial sometime this week.

This wouldn't bother me so much if I thought I stood any real shot with ANY of them. But I'm stuck as a 24-year-old virgin with no prospects of getting a date in his entire life.

I'm the Wile E. Coyote of dating. I know the damn roadrunner will never fall into one of my snares, and I know that it'll bite me in the ass when I try, but I keep doing it anyway, because while I'd like to believe I'm a Super Genius, I'm just a fucked up little boy, right up until the damn pig tells me "That's all, folks!"

And shit, I've rambled on a lot and no one's gonna bother reading through another one of my self-pitying rants anyway.