Right, so I'm pretty much dead tired right now, which may explain my apparently poor judgment in making a post right now. If anything I say tonight is strange, I plead "too much crap to do in too short of time!"
An excerpt from my roommate and I's conversation this afternoon:
Me: You know, for all my griping about being single and stuff, I was thinking yesterday while walking between classes, I don't really feel ready to be married at all. I think most of the problem is feeling left behind and a little lonely.
Andrea: Yeah. You know, there are a lot of things I still want to do before I take the plunge.
Me: Fo'sho. Though... it would be nice to know the identity of the Plunger.
(brief pause) Crap. That came out terrible. That was very wrong.
Andrea: (laughter intermingled with uncontrollable snorts)
Movie quote of the day: "Shut up you feline floozy!" -Batman, 1966
Ok, I think the old brain's fully shut down for the night, so I'm off. Peace, love, and CHOCOLATE!!!!!!