I swear to god, there is something in the corner of the family room...burrowing. There's a large pile of stuff in that corner of the room and I keep hearing these noises....it's so creepy. Maybe one of my old rats has come back from the dead to haunt me. I STILL HAVE A CRAPLOAD OF HOMEWORK TO DO AND I'm supposed to go out with my friends to-nite. Argh. Gotta go use my brain capsule. Byebye.
Last night I sat (laid) down and listened to SFD all the way through for the first time in a while. I had been listening to either the first half or the second half, or listening to the unreleased songs for the past few weeks. I fell in love again. How is it possible to love something this much?? I almost started crying during Troposphere. Now it may seem to you like I'm being overly dramatic or stupid. All I can say to that is: WELL DUH! I AM a teenager! Did this post have a point? Mmmm...uhh....Steve is a god. That's my point. I'm going to go...away...now. Away from the computer. So I can't write any more stupid things. I CAN STILL HEAR THE SCRATCHING. I KNOW YOU'RE STILL THERE. Bastard.