brad2: fried pre-born scrambled chicken!
brad1: oh yeah. with hot seasoning stuff.
i've been walking around the house laughing at stuff. everything's funny. except homework. i hate homework. do i have any? don't think so. word.
working on LJ stuff.
cleaned my room earlier ... so nice now. still a lot of crap. need to get rid of this huge fawking server. oh, should fold my laundry too.
i want a fire. and flannel blankets. need wood.
i love/hate computers. but whenever i hate them i find the problem then i love them again, but then usually i'm disappointed they even had the problem in the first place. always the result of some stupid person/decision somewhere.
so many people disappoint me. but so many people don't, so that's good. i just need to meet more of that latter group.
my fingers are cold. i was wearing socks on my hands earlier. it was hard to play the piano. i need stylin' gloves.
turning down invitations to do shit left and right today ... i want to be productive. yes yes. must.
i keep hoping nicoal and megan show up unannounced and kill my productivity. that'd rule.
hot chocolate time! hot cup'll warm fingers.