i have so many things to say, but none of it is important. this has been a common theme throughout my life and has yet to shed off of my person via the college experience. i'm not totaly weird though. i don't talk to strangers excessively, but if i know you, chances are you've heard me ramble on for long periods of time. today was my nap day. tomorrow it's death work day again and i'm not to excited about that. i went to all of my classes and thankfully they offered a little break to our weariness because we just finished semester quarterlies. my day started off by me almost getting hit by a golf cart after looking both ways before crossing the street. see, i took that as a good omen. i though that meant my day was going to be full of excitement and stupid adventure. that, however, was not the case at all... well, i kinda take that back. i did have a little fun and excitement here and there. in my music business class my prof. picked me out in private to act as a music publisher in class. he literally said i had to "act like a real a@s" some kids came with their songs and sat down and played them for me, and i was really heartless and mean to them, like they would in the record company. deep down i felt really bad about the whole thing and i hoped they would understand, but when i want to act, i can act really well, and i felt like i wanted to act today. a guy came up to me after class and said "gee! you make a really good a@s h*le". i said "thanks... i think..." after that i had to finish my history project. i got it done and turned it in an hour later. in that class, i sit next to a girl who's ... kinda pretty. we talk about class and stuff, and today she had come to class almost in tears because she was typing her paper and her computer crashed and she lost it. i gave her some instructions on how to fix it... AND... i gave her my number... i think she called, but in the excitement of giving an attractive girl my phone number, i forgot to tell her that i'm usually never home. i did learn a few things about getting a girl to ask you your phone number though. it's really quite clever. see, what i did was i told this pretty girl at lunch a riddle... and then i just walked away. she begged and pleaded for me to stay (which i enjoyed emmensly) and after i continued to leave, she asked me for my phone number. i was so amaized that she asked, i forgot to give it to her, but it's ok... i've got plenty of riddles to go around. now if you don't think i'm pathetic after reading that, then how bout this. i took a two hour nap when i got home from that class and then went to dinner. the only real meal i ate today which still wasn't very real... none of the food at the caf is. after that i came back and did some recording, but didn't really get anything productive done on the present song i'm working on. i did play guitar long enough to develop a bruise (don't check the spelling on that one cuz i'm pretty sure it's wrong) though, so i stopped. then i just hung out with the viking for the rest of the night. we watched some tv on his computer that he just got a cable for so he can now hook the monitor immage up to his tv screen (confused yet?). and we played (i'm a big dork) videogames for a while. it's supposed to snow tonight too, but it's still forty degrees and i doubt it will. after growing up back home i've learned alot about being able to tell how and when snow will come and stay. as for me, i think i'm just going to go to bed now. i don't really have anything else important to say, but maybe some day i shall. untill we chat again, peace.