Loose

There are two rats running around my room, making me feel a little less alone. It’s sad, when classes are over in the winter, it’s too cold outside for me to want to go out and do anything, so I sit at home and rot. At least my rats are getting some attention.

I’ve been attempting to clean up my room, but I always end up stopping just beyond making a path through the squalor. I need to return bottles, and I still haven’t put together a pile of crap I want to take to Salvation Army.

I got the idea of crocheting something about an hour ago, but I still haven’t started anything. Of course, I still have to do some research to figure out whether I can actually make something even half-useful. And easy. Or cool enough to hold my attention.

The excitement is killing us all, I know.

“No search engines have sent you traffic yet.”

WHO ARE YOU PEOPLE

Other relevant questions include:

Why don’t iPod Touches have cameras?

Why is Adult Swim picking up King of the Hill at the end of the month?

How did Emily ever make it this far in life without getting smacked upside the head?

When will my new job start?

What would be an engaging minicourse to take next semester?

and

Why am I sitting here drinking wine and writing an entry when I have a gigantic python assignment to start work on?

Perhaps it’s my inner awesome. Perhaps I’m just living life on the edge. Like I always do. Woo.