Josh is all “come over to my house, we’ll cook something cuz I’m bored” well I’m fucking here and Mr. Lazy Ass has been in the shower for the last twenty fucking minutes. I saw the new photographer when I pulledu up, she lives in this apartment complex too. Cool, I guess. I’m going to go bang on the door and yell “Sometime this fucking century, asshole!” I’m really tempted to just go home and take my phone off the hook. What an asshole.

> Placebo - Taste In Men, Days Before You Came, Special K, Commercial For Levi

Another Valentine’s Day. In one way, it’s comforting. At least the seconds and minutes of my life have deliciously ticked off another year. I savor my death. I revel in it.

My computer has been running pretty hot today (85+ degrees) so I think I’m going to invest in a fan and some ducting material Tuesday. I’m also going to buy a cell phone. Or my audio card, I’m not sure which. Depends on how much I get.

I’ve been reading people’s blogs…leering over pictures of their cool friends:

I want to suck their blood. I want to infiltrate them. I want to become these cool people I read about with real lives. I want things to mean something. I want to do something that matters.

I spent my whole day staring at the temperature LCD on my computer. Fuck. I must get Monday over with so I can go home and mope about how I’m so fucking alone. Fucking waah waah waah. I’m so fucking pathetic. Fucking go home and jerk off and feel fucking sorry for myself. Nothing matters at all. Fuck everyone. Fuck you stupid beautiful people with your carefree frivolous lives. I’ll never be you.

I just finished reading Chapter 3 of my creative writing book. I don’t have an excercise due until next Monday, so all I have to do is my Econ assignment, which is just beyond me. I mean, I understand all the concepts, but actually working out the problems is another matter entirely. I know that if I read the book I would get it in a snap, but I didn’t buy the book. Maybe Joe will let me borrow his until Tuesday when I get paid and I can buy my own.

I cooked myself breakfast this morning: an omelet, hash browns, and toast. It was delicious. Now all I have to do is wash my clothes and I’m all ready for the coming week. I need that accursed book. Grr. I want to be a good student and I must pass all my classes with As. I’m only taking three, so I’d better do damn well in them. Okay, must not be frustrated with myself. I’m going to go read. Or play Diablo II. I’m not quite sure yet. Probably read, I’m in the reading mood.