See previous line: Now, bored.

Have energy from being active today... need a mission or project.

Learn ballroom dancing.
Then enter yourself into a ballroom dancing contest with your wacky but lovable transvestite roommate. Use the prize money to buy a fishing boat and sail it to Hawaii where you'll live on the beach carving coconuts to make them look like Richard Nixon. Then you'll sell the Nixon-nuts and become a rich Hawaiian warlord living six hundred years in rich opulence until the day a scorpion bites your toe and you die. The end.

That sounds nice.

When I'm bored, sometimes I listen to music... try to figure out EXACTLY what the singer was trying to get across... and once I've done that, sometimes I try for another interpretation... after the first one's solidified, though, so it forces my mind to work to redefine things it thought it knew...

Sometimes I get on AIM and turn my privacy setting off and see if anyone new and interesting decides to chat me up...

Sometimes I draw or paint...

Looking at your list, thinking...

Do you like to cook?

Oh, hi. *waves* Name's Emily. Been an LJ addict since January. Thought I'd see what the guy who started it all's LJ is like, and also stop by and thank/congratulate him for coming up with such a cool thing as LJ... if I'm allowed to. So, thanks, congrats, I love it...

And I hope it's okay I added you as a friend. In my book, you rock! :)

damn you

The frat two buildings down from us set up their trampoline on Monday. They had sorority girls jumping on it 24 hours a day, it was great. Then on Wednesday, I walked by and saw the saddest thing I've ever seen. The trampoline lay on the ground broken, no bouncing girls to be seen. I almost cried.

cripes brad, chill the hell out. you're making *me* tired!