All the tubes in my head and chest are clogged with mucous today. I have a pulsing headache, and the energy of a slug that ate a bottle of melatonin. I really hate being sick. At least this is my last semester of school, and I can start telling myself "You're starting to feel sick - you should take care of yourself" instead of "If you rest, you'll just fall further behind and have less time to sleep later. DRINK MORE CAFFEINE AND WORK HARDER!" within a few months. My body can't take this kind of abuse like it could a couple years ago.

I haven't blogged in a while, and I probably won't for a while more. Until mid-December, work and school will add up to the equivalent of about a 60-hour week plus homework, so my leisure time will be sparse and usually spent with friends instead of loafing in front of the computer. So, if you haven't heard from me in a while, ask me out to lunch, dinner, a movie, or whatever. Chances are that I need an outing of the sort.

And wacky pictures/articles via myspace and email are always welcome as well.

On a lighter note, those who have a sense of humor and aren't morally opposed to listening to music might enjoy Paul and Storm

I'd recommend starting with "Your Love Is," but most of their stuff is pretty good.