wearing: jeans and a blue space dyed tank top...


eating: a panera cookie. mmmmm breakfast. (anyone who points out that it's 2:15.... yeah, shut up.)


on winamp: stuart. *thinks* what song is this? it's not loud enough to hear.... ah, mermaid. it's almost over though, i think that transpersonal cowboy is next.


feeling: achy. *whines* someone needs to give me a backrub.


toughts: nothing has happened since my last entry. i went to bed... woke up this morning... rick called me and was like "my computer's broken!" and i was like "now, i'm the least likely person in the world who could *fix* that... but... i'll feel sorry for you!" i think he fixed it though. sorta. whooo knows. ah. i think i'm gonna burn a couple cds. so, i'm gonna get offline, call my dad and ask for money, and burn some cds, and take a shower. though, damn, rick just came back. now i have to stay and talk to him. ah well, i'll set up the stuff i wanna burn, and call my dad later. yes.


*megan*
yeah, so my e-mail is still taking days and days to recieve or send mail. so if you feel like you e-mailed me, and i'm ignoring you, i'm not. unless you're ryan, ryan's so gross, i'd never respond to his e-mail. ;) but yeah, try sending it to forkhater... and maybe i'll get another e-mail... whatever.