Be quiet brain or I'll stab you with a Q-tip!

So, psych was kinda interesting this morning.

For half the class we talked about percentages of adults that think random things about condoms. Mainly surrounding whether high schools should give them out for free without parental consent.

The second half was all about myspace. Quite fun to watch the teacher surf around. Especially since he couldn't find the specific stuff that he was looking for in the search function.

Then, we had an incident in the cafeteria. Mainly where I got tackled and pinned to the ground over a nice lighter. Fucking Theresa taking a picture of it instead of helping me.

As well, somewhere between last Thursday and now, I fucked up my knee. It's twisted to hell currently, which sucks when I have like ten hours of gym to finish for the end of the semester.

But, shh! class. ^_~

oh, yea and T? May Day! May Day!
a.k.a. weird random guy talking to me on Y!Messenger...eep! O.o

I have phone numbers on my pants!

If you're wondering about the Subject line, yea, it's true. I have two numbers for a friend written on my pants.
To quote T: "They're your new notebook."

Ok, so me getting a graphic novel with lovely artwork, mainly along the X-Men variety...So not good.

I end up scanning pictures to make icons for a good portion of the afternoon...as seen in said icon that is used with this post.

So, my knee isn't doing any better, probably because I've been in a freezing basement all afternoon.
I now want to beat my dumbass friend into the ground, as per his mother's request.
Ok, she didn't ask me to beat him into the ground, just to see if I could talk some sense into him, but for what he's putting his mom and sister through, I'm going to beat him into the ground anyway.

Dad's hosting site is still down, so while I'm working on the pages, it's currently for naught because not only can they not be updated, they can't be seen by anyone either.

Talked to Mouse a little. Seemed disappointed or something that I wasn't going out to Ohio for a visit. Though, on the plus side, if he went through with it, my book is now closer to being sent home to me. Oh how I miss my book...seven or so driven hours away from me, alone in a strange home. Well, okay not so strange home because he's had the book for about two years now.

24 is on tonight. haha, I'm so wrongfully addicted to that show now. I'm screwed...for life.

And, hopefully tonight some fun RPG-age, though I sent one of my characters home for a few days while I look something up in his canon. Which I should probably get around to now.