"I have too much time on my hands...idle?" well another weekend down the long twisted drain. i shouldn't have left the house at all this weekend. i should've just stayed inside and read a book or something. i'm beginning to feel a little sad about no one reading this. it's somewhat depressing. anywho. i went and seen dani last night. i went and seen l&w too. but for some reason l&w weren't in such a hurry to help me out this time. fuckers. well after that whole waste of an hour, dani and i left and met tom at work and well headed on our way to get the green. to make a long, boring story short...we got what we needed, well i did anyways. today i am feeling the burden of not doing homework. i have an entire paper to make up. like a story. i hate classes. i hate school. i hate this itching on my leg. SIGNS: good movie. good plot. slightly funny. jaoquin pheonix is hot. mel gibson is hot in an older way. all in all a very good movie. i wonder how pat is today. no, i'm not really wondering. i don't really care. oh how cruel am i? cruel indeed. moving on. maybe this semester won't be so bad. maybe it'll be all right. maybe? i hope. i just need for things to pick up a little. to start moving. shifting. breathing. (and after this week, i will no longer invest in the green machines). i think maybe i'll go and do some more of nothing. "Rock the boat, don't tip the boat over..." DFN.