Current mood:	bouncy
Current music:	Rich Girls by The Virgins

The ex was over yesterday in attempt to make me more productive, and it made me realize I pretty much only listen to asshole music.  Dark, bitter lyrics for the most part, with ironically bubbly music and vocals.  Shit that would go over most the heads of most people... cracks me up to no end.  Sure, part of it is the sound, but I've always argued you can tell someone's mindset from the music they listen to.  Sure, many people would think the shit I find funny is just wrong, but they usually say that with a smile on their face because they know damn right it's hilarious.  Either that or they're too dumb to get it.  Or too damn sensitive.

Oh man sometimes I feel ancient.  Online quizes help that along, as does hanging out with young adults.  weird. 

In other news, I'm going to ask about going active for sure this weekend.  I need to get this show on the road again.  No matter how I did in my classes, I don't want to go back to chaffey.  I might keep the major, it's a good cash cow and accounting itself isn't near as annoying as these damn econ classes.  But I might just take a lot of higher-level life science/philosophy classes.  That's what really interests me.  Cognitive sciences.  Shit that's not a billion miles beneath me or tedious in a nonamusing way.  Maybe I'll take up painting.  I've taken to drawing in class when not taking notes during lectures.  I get soooooo bored so easily it's sad. 

I've been taking Siouxsie to the dogpark a lot, it's been pretty good for us.  She's making friends, I'm making friends, I get to spend time with my friend whose fiance is in soldiercamp.  Lucky him, they get 'holiday break' in the middle.  2 weeks they're not at camp.  Maybe because it's that funky soldier condensed training boot-mos in one shot thing, instead of regular boot, but I'm jealous.  I had Christmas (I think New Years too) with my senior, that was our present.  But anyway, I can't wait to see him.  I'm going to their wedding.

I've been making friends at chaffey too, I'll be sad to not go to school with some of them, but then someday I'll be at a university and I'll meet a lot of cool people closer to my age and intellectual level.  Someday.  That's part of why I need to get off my ass and go somewhere.  I'm not going to get anywhere staying around here.  I know that already, I knew it, I saw it happening before this semester started, and all the way through it.  I'm out of shape and out of money.  I'm also pale and probably don't smell as nice.  Sure, I learned to make some awesome food, but... not about to open a damn restaurant or anything. 

I think someone just tried to open my front door, maybe those locorobbers are back.  I might need to take  a shotgun to someone's ass.

That's another thing, i've gotten about 74691436954716790914 x more violent in the past year.  But not in the way that I beat folks up, just... i wanna box or wrestle or shoot or whatever all the time now.  Maybe it's all this caffeine I drink?