I tend to make myself sick on Pringles when I've got them. Maybe it's cuz each chip is exactly the same size and shape or maybe it's cuz they come in a can but they get pretty damn addictive. I think I also overdo it cuz I get Pringles Light (I actually prefer it to the original, it tastes better) so I tear into them cuz they're '1/3 Less Fat'. Loser. It's like the ppl who order a burger and fries and a diet Coke :P Yeaaaaaah, I should stop eatin them.

I think I want a new tattoo. Gettin a custom one is hard cuz I have such a time tryin to think of what I want. But I'm leanin towards somethin written. Maybe "Be Here Now" in Latin, in a fancy font. Not that I'd know what that phrase would translate to. Anybody know Latin?

I don't even know if I'm goin out tonight. I'm kinda in a stay-in mood. I mean, if somebody called me up and said we're goin then I probably won't argue...everybody knows I'm not one to turn down doin somethin. It is Sat night. But in or out, I wouldn't mind either way. I guess I do have lots of things to do for class...and there's a kickass SNL tonight. We'll see. I think I'd be down for a trip to Q's, haha.

L's havin a Superbowl party at her place tomorrow. It's not like we even watch football let alone fully know how to play but hey, who doesn't tune into the Superbowl? It's just an excuse to drink and eat and look at athletic men in tights. Should be fun.

The cash flow's runnin low so it was a poor girl's night. Me, L, and P went to Rogers to pick up some DVDs, then Shopper's for movie grub (and contact solution haha, yay late-night drugstores), and McD's to get dinner for P. Holy crap, can I just say that when they say supersize, they mean monster-size. Her Coke was enough for the 3 of us to drink...we even poured it out in glasses. Anyway, we watched The Grudge and Sky Captain and the World of Tomorrow. P doesn't take horror movies well at all so we didn't bother considerin it but there wasn't much to choose from so she's just like, just get it, get it, let's get it over with! Haha, like she was on a fear-conquering mission.

It wasn't that scary...more like really, really creepy. But P made it oh so funny. And only ppl who have seen The Grudge will understand the following:

"Cat-Boy!"

"Fuckin CRAZY!!"

"Hair, hair! Lots of hair!"

"Wow, she looks a lot....trashier."
"Well she's gotta pay off the apartment somehow, with her husband dead."

"You stupid woman! Dumb fuckin crazyass ppl! Why is everyone so damn curious?? Everybody likes to explore! Yeah, open that door! You hear a noise, you run! If that was me, I'd get the FUCK outta there!".....generally more of that stuff all thru the movie.

Sky Captain was alright. L and P got pretty bored. It's not a plot or character-driven movie :P It's cool to look at tho. L was on the couch across us and started puttin her hair over her face like in The Grudge and started to crawl onto the floor towards P and we started makin that throat sound...P freaked, hahaha. She's like, stop it, I'm not jokin...I don't wanna punch you in the head LOL Good times.

"You brought your own water?"
"That's not water."
"Then what is it?"
"Haha, what's clear like water?"
"Lemme taste!"

Nothing much today. Doctor's office/bro's file not found/phone not workin/walkin home business. My dad came back today but I didn't know he already went to work this morning...cuz he's a madman.

Me and L just went to the mall cuz we felt like shoppin. L found shoes for the wedding...Ecko Red shoes...that's right, Ecko high heels...at Athlete's World, of all places! We went thru the mall and she got nothing and she found those just cuz I wanted to go into Athlete's World to look around. They're black with silver stems. Hype.

Then we went to G's to steal things when she wasn't there, haha. No, L just wanted to get her Usher CD. We hung out with Heather for a while til G got home. Then Al dropped by after her dinner out and then the 3 of us went to BP with Vick. The server guy that Al always says looks familiar was talkin with her and they really did know eachother from school.

Thaaaaaat's about it.

I have no purpose to my life, haha. I caught Oprah today and they were talkin about fears and livin your life like it was your last day and all that good stuff. And there was good ol' Phil from Amazing Race...he wrote a book! He was talkin about when asked what would you do if you knew you were gonna die the next day, most ppl didn't know what to answer. And I thought about it and I dunno either. I had ideas of goin to Europe and skydivin and things like that. I know they say not to wait to do things you wanna do but you know what, it's just not that easy. Like, I can't just up and do these kinda things. I suppose maybe in the future but then again, by that time it might be too late cuz ya just never know, and then that'll totally defeat the purpose...not to be morbid or anythin :P I know they say that tomorrow is never promised but I dunno...it's kinda TOO intense to go all out day-by-day, ya know? Sometimes there ARE consequences to what you do and what you say and when/if you're still here the day after, you'll hafta deal with it. Still, I think it might be good to just drop all your inhibitions and stop carin about the rules and overthinkin everythin and just DO. Just say random things to strangers and not care what they think...do somethin dangerous...tell someone how you really feel instead of waitin for the right time. I dunno, shit just holds you back sometimes.

I was gonna say how I did all this stuff today but really, it's all mundane in the bigger picture. I feel so fulfilled! Haha.

SNL this week is gonna rock my socks...Paris Hilton and Keane? Ohhhhh yes. I just found out that Keane's doin a concert a day before V-day and they've been on sale since like Oct. Dammit! I think they're sold out cuz the Ticketmaster page isn't bringin up anythin. Boo.

It's a foul mood day. There's also the fact that I'm raggedy today so the both of those combined makes it just a pleasant coincidence. I swear, when I'm raggedy and things aren't goin so well anyway, it's just the universe's way of testing me. TESTING MEEEEEE!!

Figures the deadline for the grad apps was extended too. Of course. The due date for the short essay that was supposed to be for next week was also extended cuz the prof got the topics and sources to us late. But that's a good extension. I was gonna slave the weekend away doin it but I guess that'll wait til after Reading Week.

So yesterday I had 2 of the 3 readings done and I just felt like I had to watch some Sex & the City with the girls. First P came over and wanted to hit Q's for a bit since "we haven't been in 2 weeks" so that was reason enough right. We only saw Mike and Georgio or whatever his name is...I just call him youngin or that hs cutie. Then we got L and went to Al's. Since I have no fuckin printer and I didn't do the last reading, I didn't get to the questions. Yeah, did that in class and handed it in on lined paper handwritten :P A buncha admin stuff...tryin but failin to get the readings photocopied, goin in to the prof's office (I was goin to hand in my questions and he's like, come in I wanna talk to you anyway--about me bein quiet and thus not participating....god don't get me started), pickin up a copy of my IS form. School was a bit too much for me today.

I went to G's house to print out my grad application form and faxed it, so that's dealt with. Al was comin over to scan stuff for her college portfolio so I helped her with that too. We finally got our Usher CDs! Haha.

Drivin to G's, some car was on the side of the road where the driveways end and I was comin down the street. It looked like it was just sittin there cuz it wasn't movin then with no signal, it comes out in front of me. And I was watchin it from a distance too to make sure to go around it or slow down/brake if they were gonna go but since they didn't, I continued and then at the last moment they drive out. I honked. The ironic thing was they had a Mensa sticker on the back of the car.

OMG All My Children!! BAAAAAAAAAAAM!!!! The kiss, the kiss! This month is officially the best thing a soap has ever offered in the history of time. I was actually grinning and givin the tv the devil-horns like I was at a concert or somethin.

We ended up at Oxygen last night. It was fun and it was some crazy times but it was the wrong crowd for the kinda business I was lookin for, haha.

"G...I think we're bein surrounded..."

LOL If all 4 of us were together, we'd be boxed in...if a pair of us got left alone, they'd start comin in like vultures. Upsetting...yet pretty funny.

P spat a sip of her drink at one guy while his back was turned, like fountain-style. That girl has no fear. Loves it.

I didn't get to bed til about 5. I feel kinda yuck after clubbin. Even tho we have that no smokin law now, we always come home smellin like smoke anyway. Somebody manages to slip a cig in here and there I guess. So I have a smoke and general 'club funk' smell and plus I've been sweatin from all that dancin. I don't mean to sound gross but after gettin down for a couple hrs straight, you're gonna sweat. I'm not pourin buckets and I dry off by the time we get to the car but still. You know that feelin after you've sweated but you didn't get to shower? But I showered before we went out of course :P

So today it was more drivin around for the bro's classes, pickin up some stupid chips my sister was bitchin for, doin some readings, workin out a bit. Somewhat productive for a do-nothing day.