I can put my arms around every boy I see...

they only remind me...

remind me of you...

I found this awesome cover of Nothing Compares 2 U. I don't know who did it, but it's great, and sung by a dude.

Is sung a word?...probably not. whatever.

Well, Big's officially "in."

English 1010 is over. I made an A. Woot.

Uhm. I realize I haven't posted in a while, and I have a very good reason. My Cable's been shut off due to lack of funds for.. uhm. A good couple of weeks now. It'll be back on tuesday and hopefully I'll get back to a semi-regular thing here now.

Big and I have been trying to sort through his obscenely huge collection of Magic cards. He has an obscene collection of obscene collections. He hoards EVERYTHING. Porn mags, condoms, ccg cards, papers from like, several years ago.

He's a flippin' pack rat. I'm a former packrat. So I'm trying to help him learn that he doesn't need that first draft of an essay that he wrote four years ago. But me saying it to him is like those damn former smokers passing out truth.com literature.

Annoying.