uncommoncold

The paper is done and handed in. It's not perfect, but it's printed off and stapled. Once it gets to that point, it feels complete, whether or not it really is. And my Latin quiz was passed with more than a tinge of mediocrity. Ah, well. 'Tis only school.

I heard "Doot Doot Ploot" by the Hidden Cameras on the radio at work yesterday, and my co-worker thought I was a moron for jumping up and down with sheer giddiness. I am everything that is the opposite of zen.

Napoleon Dynamite after work tonight. Yesssss.

Ze boy is asleep in bed beside me right now.

I have nothing else to report on. Except to tell you to click here for a good, ol' fashioned guide to being emo. It puts the "relatively amusing" in "your dad is not emo".

I think I'm happy..?