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Upon waking up this morning, my first thought was, "Aww, shit, it's Monday." *sigh* I had a dream last night where Sammy was evil. He killed Papa with a big ol' knife. It was... bloody. :-/

So it turns out that when you don't do your homework? It doesn't get done. That's like, the simplest, easiest, most intuitive thing EVER and I have yet to actually learn it. I'm such a fucking slacker. Because of this, I'm going to write myself a To-Do List below. Perhaps it will help? Perhaps not.

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*headdesk* I hate school. I'm not used to this. It's so... soul-sucking. If I wanted to get rid of my soul I'd go find a crossroad and trade it for, like, Jared.

This mood is definitely calling for some Kane. Mm, that boy's got a sexy voice.

You know what? I actually feel better now. Somebody should bottle Christian Kane; they'd make a fortune. (On second thought... that sounds kind of gross) LOL.

So if I'm supposed to be writing a paper on gay marriage, reading gay porn is kind of like... research... right?

Nevermind, no more porn. Real research, with a positive attitude and all that. As soon as I'm done, I can do fun stuff! Only problem being I won't be done until the 14th. I really should try to be done by my birthday so that I won't be all stressed out that day.

I keep searching for things to write here so I don't have to post it and then go do work. Shit.

Oh!

Hee! The Steve Carlson Band has a CHRISTMAS CD!!! HA.

I just bought it. :-) And now, AFTER buying it, I'm listening to the samples. haha. I love it. :-) Seriously. You should see the grin on my face right now.

*giggle* Christmas CD...

http://myspace.com/anauldschoolchristmas

So I guess the question now is... Does Jensen sing back-up on this one? Hmm... :-) Because seriously, I'm picturing him singing on Run Run Rudolph, and in my mind he has the most intense expression on his face... "He's gonna make it, you know he's gonna make it..." *giggle*

Oh my God, it's just like SCB only CHRISTMAS music. I love it.

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Monday's the night I volunteer (just for two hours), and I had such a good time playing Monopoly that it took me a few minutes after I stood up to leave before this sense of--I don't even know the word, so we'll use--dread came over me, "Ahh, at home is homework. Shit."

I didn't say shit in front of the kids, don't worry. :-)

I had fun tonight, and then. Now. I'm home. And all that's here for me is homework. And I'm tired. *sigh*