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I hate that feeling where I'm trying to think of something and/or anything to say, and five or ten really dumb ideas click through my brain, get evaluated and quickly rejected, and I'm thinking, "Shiiiit... we should be talking right now. This is awkward. Fuck fuck fuck." And I really hate it even more when, in a situation like this, someone else says, "Well, this is awkward," because that's one of the dumb things to say that clicks through and should be rejected because it doesn't lessen the pressure on the other person (or the rest of the group) to be socially brilliant, or even just socially adept. It just outs them as being awkward, and I don't think that's advisable in terms of creating positive vibes. You know?

love/hate

I seriously can't believe how much I get into this Heidi and Spencer thing. Kasey told me, rightly, that I'm part of the problem. I just find them so intriguing. I mean, come on, in response to a question as to whether he and Heidi are as famous as Barack Obama, Spencer suggested that they were tied, but only because Obama lives in the White House (Yeah. That's why Obama's significant.) Ambitious dude he is, though, he continued, "Pratt-Palin 2015!"

Um, what the fuck are you running for in 2015?

I know that I should despise these two, and I do despise the inclination I have towards this kind of media, but inclination I do have. It's like, we've now hit rock bottom or something. And I can't stop watching. The 21st century shit that we take in cannot get worse than this. It just can't. That's why I'm getting while it's hot.

superstition, shuperstition

Yesterday when I was walking home from school, a black cat dashed across my path. Then, I went home, ate a delicious gyro, took a nap, did some work, drank a beer, and went to bed. And this Friday is a 13th. Whatever.