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So. How about those Red Socks? Just kidding. I don't really follow sports all that much.

I've thought about this whole internet journalling thing for a while but I wasn't sure what to say, so I shunted it off to oneside and tried to forget about it. The internet is intimidating man! What if nobody thinks I'm interesting?

One thing you should know about this blog (journal? Blournal?) is that I probably won't be able to keep on top of it. I have a half-full journal from my senior year of highschool that proves my point. That being said, I will try to keep this up to date(ish) if it is at all possible. We'll see how it goes.

Holy crap I just realized it's October 8th.
I was still kind of in September mode here.

List of things I hate:
Long lines at the food store
Not having anything to eat but cough drops because of said lines
People who get $5 movie tickets and don't invite you
Other people's feet on my bed
When Netflix won't load the next episode of Mad Men
Other things that are not quite as pertinant right now

I just started watching Mad Men because a friend of mine who lives down the hall so highly recomended it and even though I already watched the whole first season and am on the second, I still have mixed feelings. At this point, I'm definitely invested in the show, but the some characters really irk me. Also, I'm kind of upset the actors don't put on trans-atlantic accents, but maybe that was an unrealistic expectation of mine.

#1 worst couple ever: Pete and Trudy. OMG ARE THEY ANNOYING OR WHAT??? They're so snotty and pretentious and they think SO much of themselves it's completely ludicrous.

Smug, Snotty People.

I love a lot of the littler characters though, like Joan and Harry and the very flamboyant Italian art director whose name escapes me right now. And Don's KIDS! Ugh, don't get me started, they are so cute. Anyway, plug over, sorry for the product placement. I'll probably talk more about it in later posts though, you've been forewarned.

Correct me if I'm wrong, but I'm not sure there's anything better in the whole world than when your roomate goes away for the weekend. It's wonderful to play whatever music you want and watch whatever you want on TV without having to ask another person's opinion for a couple days. It's also not too bad to have a break from being constantly reminded how much work I have do. Maybe it's just my roomate, but the girl is quite a busy little beaver. And what's more, she's an Anxious busy beaver. Yes, the capitalization was on purpose. I love her dearly, but sometimes I wish she weren't so on top of everything so I wouldn't feel guilty.
Besides that, she keeps getting me sick cause her immune system shot to hell from some medication she has to take. I've had a different cold every week for a month and I'm so not okay with it. Can't be mad at her though, cause I know she's going through the same thing. Poor kid, it's not her fault. It's like when your 5 year old gets the flu and brings you down with them. Who could get mad at a 5 year old for getting sick?? Nobody with half a heart, for sure.

Okay, I know it's time for bed when I start writing like a sentimental old lady, so I'm hitting the hay now. Goodnight!