I AM SO MAD I JUST WROTE A REALLY LONG POST AND NOW IT’S FUCKING GONE. MOTHERFUCKERS. And I didn’t have my key logger software active. Motherfuckers. Fuck fuck fuck fuck.

Here’s the condensed version. The password page will only be here for a month, but don’t tell Amanda. I read “A Doll’s House” by Ibsen and it rocked my crotch. I want to go to Manhattan but I can’t. I need a hot boyfriend.

I HATE IT WHEN IT DOES THIS! GRRRRRRRRR. EVIL. I just re-installed my key logging software. It’s just when you don’t have the software that the cockmaster loses a post. EVIL I HATE YOU BLOGGER BURN IN HELL I SPENT LIKE AN HOUR ON THAT YOU…YOU…YOU…AUTUMN. THAT’S RIGHT. YOU’RE AN AUTUMN. OH…OH…WHAT YA GONNA DO ABOUT THAT? JUST SUCK ON IT BLOGGER…THAT’S WHAT I THOUGHT. Stupid Blogger. Nobody likes you. Okay, I’m done venting. Must go to sleep now. I hate that! I spent so much time on that. Oh well, all the atoms of these posts will grind to dust in the center of a star someday. Who cares.

My mom is watching QVC and I’m watching it online, and we both saw this…this…thing, and I had to blog it. It’s $80.

The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time got me thinking about prime numbers. Before my mom called, I was watching Pi, which (obviously) revolves around math. I lent it to Sammie a while ago, but she never watched it. I’m notorious for the same thing…I still have three DVDs Molly lent me ages ago. And she has my Requiem for a Dream DVD. I never knew what it was like to be busy before now. I’m going to put those DVDs in my car tonight. Well anyway, I came across this cool table:

Just thought that was kinda cool. Anyway, I should stop blogging and get to sleep early so I can head over to the Triplicate to work on that veterans crap early tomorrow. If I work all day (from 9 to 5) then I’ll make $56. I need to organize all the veterans (over a hundred) in alphabetical order. That will take forever…but I’m really starting to love tedious things. I dream at night of filing, organizing, cleaning, streamlining, optomizing…it makes me salivate. I just love filing! I’m not sure how sarcastic I’m being. I’m actually looking forward to tomorrow. I think I’ll watch Pi and maybe another movie and then go to sleep. That is if I ever get off the phone with my mom. I’ve been talking to her while writing this whole post. I dream of organizational systems…they rock my crotch. I would explain in detail the system I’ll use for organizing the veterans tab stuff, but it would just be boring. When I have it all done, I’ll explain it.

I really dislike calling people up to verify their letters, but I really have to do it, I’ve neglected it waaay too long. Maybe I should go do it in the photo room, it wouldn’t be so incredibly public then. Molly told me today that she talked to Letko about Amanda showing him my blog entries and she said that Letko told Amanda that it was my right to write whatever I wanted in my blog. He dismissed her. I’m happy, but also still mad that I had to stay up so late that I only got two hours of sleep and couldn’t get up for English 1B. I was in such a bad mood this morning, I would have a dream, wake up, look at the clock, go back to sleep, have another dream, come back to reality. I did that like five or six times until I decided that I was simply too tired and I didn’t give a fuck about anything I just needed my sleep. I hate Amanda. I think that’s pretty obvious by now, but I just thought I would clear up any ambiguities that might have arisen. I’m totally glad I brought my trenchcoat in with me today, it’s raining cats and dogs. I’m really depressed that winter is starting. Winter just…depresses me so much. I like it when there’s storms, but two or three days of endless overcast drizzle will just send me into a bad mood the likes of which nobody’s seen I think I’m going to go buy an umbrella after I get off work. Oh, my fire pic did get published, but on an inside page. I was happy. I got a photo credit. I’m keeping a stack of all the papers that I have done stuff on (photos, graphics, etc.) under my desk. I’m going to take them home one day that it’s not raining. I need to get a cheap briefcase and cover it with black crushed velvet. That would be really cool. I really want to call people for letters, but I just don’t care. I really need to though. People will be calling in angry next week if I don’t call now. Fuck it. I just want to go into the Drift office, blast the heat, and work on layout.