Been listening to incubus a lot. Now "Warning" is in my head. I don't like their lyrics, but the songs aren't too bad, and Brandon Boyd is just really hot. I mean, yeah...looks great without a shirt and all. Um, yeah.
Okay, I have nothing to say. Don't even know why I'm bothering with this dumb entry. Life is definitely slow, and the people in it dull (as in dull-dull and stupid-dull, a la Shakespeare). Most of them, anyway. There are exceptions, of course. But still. I can count on one hand the number of new people I've met during the past few years that I communicate with without the aid of the Internet...actually, can't even count that on one hand, as it's zero.
Oh well. Dad is up. Not supposed to be using the computer. I pretended I was reading Stephen King, and he told me to sleep and how he'd be more assured if I dedicated as much time to studying as I do to reading, and that was that. I'm tired. I want to sleep.