feeling: so sleepy. like, i should go to bed, but i have a random need to update.

on winamp: asshole world renown, stuart davis

wearing: same as before, only, with my beloved grey gap shirt.

thoughts: so, i'm exhausted... and i didnt' go do anything with nic, because nic's a skank (not really, i still love nic... he had to study. stupid school). so emily and casey and i went to pizza hut, and had pizza, and a cute guy said he liked my hair!! yaaaay. cute guys rule. i sound really ditzy and stupid... wait, i am really ditzy and stupid. damn. OH. at pizza hut, they were playing 'loser' by beck. i loooooove beck. i'd totally do him. (note: will says that i'd do anyone. will's a moron, don't listen to will) i'm cold. stupid coldness. my eyes hurt. i'm prolly going blind. i hate when that happens. it's late. wow. there's no one left online to talk to. everyone's abandoned me! *sob* i should get off my ass and figure out a layout for this. since right now it's like "hi, i'm a halfassed weblog. i suck" which reflects badly on me, making me seem like a sucky halfassed weblog. ah well. it's late, and i'm tired. so, fare thee well.

*megan*
loook i spelled my name right! yaaay!