Late. Late. Late. Again.
I know, I know. I should be shunned. It's 1:07 in the morning the day before I have to go back to school after a 4 day break. I should be sleeping, but I'm blogging. I don't even know how I forgot. I had thought about blogging today. I'm sorry, guys. You are disappoint. I am, too. Believe me, I wish I could write long and amazing posts and have them up at 6 every day. But I am a poor author having only written fiction, and I am a fat and lazy American. I'm sorry for perpetuating stereotypes, but the truth is the truth. On top of the fact that I have lost all of my individual traits and that I haven't had a conversation with real substance all day. I spoke to Sarah briefly, but that was it.
And I'm in a worse mood because tomorrow is pi day. I mean, I love pi. But I don't like how cocky nerds get about it and I don't like how over-hyped it is. It's like Columbus day. Columbus didn't discover America, or that the world was round. He was just kind of a dick. But we go on celebrating both him and pi because that's how its been for too damn long. Columbus may have sailed the ocean blue, and pi may be a good system for some things, but for most of math it just mess shit up. Which is terrible, because math should flow wonderfully. But it can't because of pi.
Today I saw: Oh, Lord. Pretty much nothing. I guess I made and ate a lot of food today. Yeah, I saw food.
Today I heard: The First Day Of My Life by Bright Eyes. Current song obsession.
Today I smelled: Pretty much nothing. I mean, it even took me effort to remember dinner. Let alone the smells that go along with it.
Today I touched: My hair, a lot. It was very soft today.
Today I tasted: Dinner, I guess. We had quesadillas. But they had no noticeable smell, apparently. Otherwise I might have remembered it.
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