1. I spent 6.5 hours doing statistics today. Fear me.

2. Right now I'm in a meloncholy music mood: The Scientist, by Coldplay, is one of the most self-indulgent, self-pitying, angsty songs, ever. And I love it right now. "Nobody said it would easy, nobody said it would be this hard... I'm going back to the start..."

3.

HARRY POTTER and The Half Blood Prince.

I'm going to the bookstore with Val at 9pm and standing in line until midnight, then coming home as soon as i get my copy and reading it til morning. If i can read Order of the Phoenix in 6 hours flat, this is about 200 pages less; maybe I can do it in 5? Hmm.

4. Went to Denny's last night with friends, and it was good. Although my brain was still fried from the 5.5 hours of math I'd done yesterday, it was still lots of fun. Ten fingers wasn't as dirty as I'd expected it to be, somehow; how did we manage to make it so damn gross when we were here for Dark of the Moon cast party? Huh.

5. Watched "The Hot Chick" with Val last night, and all I have to say is daaaamn. It was good in the same way that "Eurotrip" was good: good entertainment, although not particularly good anything else... Like logic. Whatever, they had a cross dressing 6 year old who wore his sister's makeup and high heels and a lot of drabble about accepting everyone for who they are. Suitemates, look out: I will be attempting to convince you that seeing Rob Sneider (spelling?) like a woman for 2 hours is the best. idea. ever.

6. What happened to my taste in movies? I'll watch "Battle for Algiers" and then rent tawdry nonsense like "Eurotrip" and be more than happy. Movie snob I hope I'll never be. Speaking of which, Proud, I found a copy of "Fast, Cheap and Out of Control," that Errol Morris documentary about the 4 crazy guys that we watched in Vis 70. Yeay! I think you're the only person I know who has seen it thus far. But that will change. (Maniacal laughter here. Or Manicle laughter. Maniacal. Fuck. However you spell it. No wonder I failed that AP style test. Damn it. And by fail I mean 16/20. Gar.)

7. All day I had this nagging feeling that there was something that I wanted to update on LJ about but couldn't because I was doing statistics, but now that I'm released from that heinous agony I have absolutly no idea what I wanted to write about. Damn.

8. Bandit keeps whining all randomly. I feel bad because I'm not my mother, who is his mother as well, but at the same time, STFU DOG! You have bigger cojones than ANYONE or ANYTHING I've ever seen before (and elephants don't count because their testicles are hidden up in their backs like the lunatics they are)! Act like it and suck it up!

9. The sink is leaking. Jer and I tried to fix it but it is still seeping steadily when the water is going through what could be described as a U Bend (although I don't think they're called that on sinks; only toilets have U Bends). I'm not sure whether to cherish the memory of a very, VERY intoxicated Jer trying to fix the sink and failing, or to deplore the levels of intoxication that were reached that evening by him and ms. valerie.

10. Ah, Wednesday night. We - Jer, Val, Emmy and Kristen - had a cocktail party (I'm so glad we remebered the cocktail party joke! that was a good one. I giggle each time i write, think or say cocktail and now I look like a moron giggling with no apparent reason because I'm remembering Niz talking about how he was going to go to the Jewish Cocktail Party in his cocktail attire: belt, tie and nothing else. So they could see that he wasn't Jewish.) and somehow Jer and Val went off the deep end. Val because of her love of vodka (I still say it was 3 shots, Val, not 2. You finished the bottle in about 20 seconds of guzzling) and Jer because he did. Oh well, all's well that ends well: the sink appears to be the only casualty.

11. I think the next biggest TV show should be "Marin: Hottubbers R Us". We're just as cool as The O.C. AND we have more diversity and are close to San Francisco. You could get a lot of excellent ratings for shock value alone if one of the main, ominpresent male jock-underwearmodel-conflictedbadboy-redeemable-innocent turned out to be transexual. You heard it here first: forget The O.C; they've already got a movie and a TV show. We have Bush (did both of them or just senior?) calling us Hottubbers!

12. Trust or lack thereof sucks. Just got off the phone and was told to look at Pitzer because it has what I'm looking for in a film school, if I want to transfer. Small school that's part of the Clairmonts? Um. Not so much on that alone.

13. Hm. Maybe I'll make a Harry Potter Cake. It's 8pm and we want to get to Borders at 9pm. Hm.

14. Woah! It's Friday! I didn't really realize that until now. That means that parents are getting back soon. Fuck. And that I have to clean stuff tomorrow more so than I did today. Hm.