> Franz Ferdinand - Take Me Out
> OhGr - Earthworm
> Daft Punk - Musique

I’m kinda bored…IMing Tawna. I know I signed on for some reason. Probably just habit. I must finish Nausea, it’s gnawing away at me. But anyway, the drama final went masterfully. Maggie was brilliant, I remembered all my lines too…it was glorious. We were the only ones in the class that had memorized our lines and weren’t looking at cheat sheets. I love that play! If I didn’t mention it, we did Harold Pinter’s Landscape.

I think we all kinda know the real reason I’m helping Matt C. with his website thing. Well, at least I do. Hm…I thought I had some devious plot, but I just ruminated on it for a few minutes and I guess it’s about 80% boredom. Omg! Molly told me she sang my praises to Scott Graves, the guy who’s supposed to be teaching journalism next term. I hope he breathes some damn life into the Drift, it’s totally dying. Oh, the final projects in drama were SO COOL! I loved them. Especially mine and Maggie’s.

Tawna is totally not getting what I’m trying to say. I’m trying to arrange a movie night Friday, not tomorrow. I guess I could copy and paste that into the IM window, but hey, we are the founding members of the Lethargy Club after all. I need to get so much crap done. I need to take the polish off my nails, cut them, and put new polish back on. In addition, I have to go into the bathroom and deep condition my hair. I’m so tired. No matter how much sleep I get, I’m still tired in the mornings. Well, I’d better get started in what I have to do before it’s 11:40 and I have no time to read Nausea before I go to sleep.

I CAN’T WAIT TO SEE MY COUSIN AND ALL HER FRIENDS!!! Omg I like, totally can’t stop thinking about it. I don’t know what to get her for X-Mas. I was going to get her this Manson christmas tree ornament, but knowing her she probably already has it, or doesn’t like Manson as much any more. I was very blasé about Manson until I saw the video for (s)AINT. That was pretty damn cool.

Okay, Kelly. We have to come up with some plan so that right after I arrive in Sacramento you IMMEDIATELY come and save me from Grammie. I usually have to bullshit with them for about an hour before I get to the phone, but if we can work out some system, we can maximize our fun time. I’m going to bring my computer and my sweet sound system (my computer functions as a DVD player), so we will have infinite entertainment…and I should also pack a suitcase full of baking supplies. Oh, its going to be SO FUN! I can’t wait. I need to clip my damn nails though. Must stop typing.

I feel sickened by having to wait here for hours and hours and hours. It’s 5:23. It’s about an hour and a half until class, and Maggie still isn’t here. I don’t feel like I know my lines enough. I guess I could be studying them instead of reading that infernal book that I can’t seem to put down, but still. I’m so sickened by everybody’s bullshit. I can’t wait to go to Sacramento. I have it. The nausea. And I haven’t even finished the book yet. I must study my lines.

I was just in the lounge talking with that one guy that sometimes wears bondage pants. Work went okay, they’re having this “Employee Appreciation” thing today at 4, I’m hungry, if I’m still hungry then I will probably go and graze. Maybe. God, I think that I was in the lounge for like an hour or two. Yeah, an hour and a half. I was trying to read Nausea while vaguely conversing with the bondage pant guy. He is really really really really boring. He just keeps talking and talking. You know, we always think of birds singing and crickets chirping and all that stuff as being so very nonsensical, but like…so is human speech. What is different about humans talking and baboons hooting at each other? I swear.

It was really creepy because in Nausea there is this scene that takes place in a cafe where people are playing cards, and the main character is talking about how sickened he is by all the things around him, and it was so weird because that was exactly how I was feeling. After Bondage Pant Guy’s pudgy (and homely) girlfriend showed up, I kinda moved on to the Drift office. I expected Amanda to be in here, but she wasn’t. I saw her walking around earlier.

Bondage Pant Guy is so banal. He complained of boredom, I suggested reading a book. “I can’t carry around books,” he said. “Just read one that’s in the CR library,” I said, “You can return it when you’re done.” He didn’t say anything. Which I suppose was kind of a good thing, I would have had to stop pretending to converse with him had he said something like “I don’t like books.”

Me and Maggie practiced our lines this morning before work. I slept through English. There really was no point in going anyway. I’m eating these accursed cupcakes that are in here. They are disgustingly sweet and have waaaaay too much chocolate in them, but I can’t help myself. I’m hungry and I already ate the two oranges I brought to eat.

I wish Tawna or Maggie were here. Or both. I’m so bored. Tawna went home, I guess. I am just sickened by the level of stupidity in my peers. Well, I guess I shouldn’t call the people in the lounge my peers, but still. I just want to take their stupid cards, throw them across the room, and shout in their faces “GO READ A FUCKING BOOK.” But I would never do that, because I know that the real truth is that their petty little lives are meaningless. No matter whether they play their cards or pray to their “god,” no matter what they do, it’s pointless. My life is pointless too. But at least I have taken the time and read the books and thought critically and investigated my life to know my life is pointless. They do nothing of the sort. They play cards. Oh well. They sicken me.

I want to go somewhere else, but there is nowhere to go. Just back to the lounge. Back to those idiots. Back to those sheep. No. I refuse. I am going to eat disgusting food and read my damn novel.

Gosh, I couldn’t get to sleep for the life of me last night. And I’m out of NyQuil too, so I couldn’t make myself go to sleep. Hmm, I’m done with everything I have to do. There are like NO letters coming in. It’s raining like hell and I didn’t bring my umbrella or jacket. Well, I have my suit jacket. That will have to suffice for an umbrella. I just have to wait about three minutes more and I will have been here two hours and I can leave. I am going to practice my drama final with Maggie like a million times. We will get perfect! We’re already so close. I want us to be a well-oiled contemporary theatre machine.

I am online at 1:20 a.m. looking at pocket PCs. I have decided on this one:

http://store.palmone.com/product/index.jsp?productId=1387782#featBen

It’s right in my price range and you can get a wireless keyboard for it too! Or you can get a fold-away keyboard. I’m not really sure which. I’m thinking I must go with the fold-away keyboard. But like omg, it’s only $200! Only two hundred dollars…I never thought I’d say such a thing. And this time I’m getting a damn case for it (I’ve broken like 2 PDAs from having them in my pockets). So yeah. It will be really cool, I’ll be able to take notes in class and stuff at unparalleled speed. It will be so cool. And I don’t have to pay my insurance until like Februrary too! Woot. Okay, this is my list of acquisitions:

TV-in card: $50 (it’s really about $100, but my mom will pay half)
VCR (to convert old home movies to DVD for my mom, that’s why she’s paying for the TV-in card): $50
handheld PC - $200
keyboard and case for handheld PC: $100.

I love stuff. Well, I think I’ll go to bed. I have to do some rediculous presentation tomorrow about my research paper, I have no clue what my “visual aid” will be, but I’m pretty sure I’ll come up with something to talk about, if I have enough caffiene in me. Maybe. I dunno. I was thinking of using all my editions of The Stranger for my visual aid, but I seem to have lost two of them. Which is strange. But anyway, I’m so tired and hungry and stuff. I think I’m going to have a glass of water then I’ll go to bed.