Sometimes it's hard to tell people things, especially when the person you need to tell is yourself.

I should be doing something other than this.

Sometimes I can't restrain myself.

I was thinking today about what cars would look like during the winter through the thermal goggles from Metal Gear Solid.  Everyone has their heaters on right now, so each car is basically a little capsule of heat.  From the roof of a building it would look like a bunch of little red insects were running back and forth across a completely blue landscape.  I think that would be wonderful.  However, in the case of the summer, some cars would have their windows down and therefore be the same temperature, but others would be running with full AC, so they would look like little blue cells with red nuclei where the engine would be swimming through the bloodstream.  I need to buy some thermal goggles.

These are the things I think about while I drive.

I'm so friggin' hungry and I can't decide between beef nachos or a huge salad.  I hate not eating all day when I got up at 10 AM.

I didn't do anything yesterday that I was supposed to.  I didn't do my Thermodynamics homework.  I didn't do my Principles of Chemical Engineering homework.  I didn't go get groceries.  Instead, I spent a bunch of time sitting on the couch with my male and talking to him snuggly under the Napoleon Dynamite covers of my bed.  It was well worth the eventual stress filled evening of going crazy because I have nothing done.

I think it's funny how I hate snow now because I have to drive to work.  I feel so awkwardly mature.  I remember when I hoped and prayed that it would snow and now it's just an inconvenience.  At least it makes for amazing pictures.

I'll leave you with this very important question:

Can swans grapple?

Ever notice how being with a huge number of people can make you so extremely lonely?

I feel really fit today and I like it.

Perhaps Nigel is a lucky charm when it comes to brownies.

I hate the calender system on livejournal.  I hate how you can see how many posts someone has made on any given day.  I hate clicking on that number but only being able to see a fraction of the entries.  I feel like I'm being excluded.

I think I've fallen in love with him all over again and I'm really enjoying it.

I'm finding online blogging less fulfilling as time goes on.  Now that I've got my life back in order it seems unnecessary.  It's like taking cough medicine when you feel fine.

I also find myself with less to say.

It's snowing.

I was thinking the other day about all the fictional characters I have admired in the past.  I made a timeline:

birth - age 4:  No one, I was a freaking tiny child.
age 5 - age 8:  Mario, Aladdin and Doc from Back to the Future
age 9 - age 12:  Sephiroth from FFVII, Zell and Seifer from FFVIII, Han Solo and Indiana Jones
age 12 - age 15:  Blinky the Xmas Elf who was my lawful good elven ranger from Baldur's Gate
age 16 - age 18:  Raziel from Soul Reaver: Legacy of Kain and Ashley from Vagrant Story
age 19 - present:  Soubi and Ritsuka from Loveless, Dante from Devil May Cry, Magnus the Traitor from Warmachine and Dr. House

I think it's fun to fall in love with people who don't exist.  That way you can never be rejected and you can never be hurt because you'll never be in a relationship, but you can fantasize all you want.

What fictional characters have you fallen in love with followed closely by basking in the glow of your unrequited love?

God I love that first picture of me even though it makes me look like I have a constant double chin.  I don't know why, I just love it!

And here're the pictures:

Here's that entry:

I think I've got a new crush.  (Just kidding.)

His name is Magnus.  He's a tiny metal man.

I let him die the other day.  I always feel like I fail my models when I let them die.  I don't care if the dice say he's dead!  I was in charge of his life, so that means I failed.  His warjacks went inert and I could picture his little body crumpled there on the field of battle, all thanks to me.

I made an entry yesterday, but it's in one of my notebooks.  I'll scan it later tonight as I don't feel like transcribing it today.

Also, I might post some pictures of this sweet new jacket I bought myself for $12.  I also took some pictures of his hair because it will be gone when he returns today.  If I feel bold I'll post a picture of my love for others to oogle.

Today was a terrible day.

I don't particularly feel like elaborating.

I will say that all my well laid plans were destroyed, one right after another.

Tomorrow will be a better day.

He looks cute in his new jacket.