I'm sick of Christians and I'm sick of children. Let me expound on this. Yeah, I said expound. Anyway, every day there are either a group of Christians out in the plaza yelling about how I'm going to hell and handing out free bibles, or there are assholes in bright red jackets asking me if I have a second for Save the Children. I have plenty of seconds, but I don't have a second for Save the Children. There are too many people in the world already. I'll come back to the Christians, but let's look at the red jackets. First, they're all hippies, and nobody likes hippies but other hippies. Second, they wander around with their clipboards like they're all important. Third, what I always liked about charities is how they exist, but they're not all pushy. Like sometimes you'll get something in the mail or a phone call, and that's kind of pushy, but these guys are all up in your face telling you to save the children. I'm busy trying to save myself here, I don't have time for kids. If anyone's kids are getting saved, they're mine, and since I don't have any, then I don't care. Screw those guys and the kids they want to save. The kids should tell them to back off if they want to get saved. Maybe just set up a booth or something, then people could wander over and save children of their own accord. I need to get a clipboard and walk up to those red jacket people and be like "Hey, do you have a second for Remove the Annoying Save the Children People from My Plaza so's I can Walk to and from Class Without Having to Walk Around them?"

Back to the Christians, it's not that I have a problem with them so much as I'm just bored with Christianity. We're a Christian nation, everyone's well versed in Christianity. I'm just tired of seeing those guys out there every day. I think it would be much more interesting and fun if we had some Mulsims or Hindus or Buddhists, or, even better, some crazy fuckers who think that UFOs brought God to Earth a long time ago and built the pyramids. I do have a secondfor those guys.

I thought this walking to class business would help me lose some weight, but nope. Of course, my constant making of delicious brownies probably doesn't help any. Nor does the fact that Taco Bell is right across the street. But whatever.

My body is attacking me for living in such a dry climate. Get the hell out of Colorado! it yells. I'm all rashed up because my skin is so dry, and my lotion isn't doing anything. It sucks. So, accordingly, Cam and I will be driving to Texas for Spring Break. Why Texas? Because we want to watch concerts, and it just so happens that Queens of the Stone Age and Against Me! are having concerts within a few days of each other. So we're hopefully going to stay with Dave, who goes to school/lives down there now. 17 hours is a long drive, but we're too poor to stay in hotels, so it's a straight shot there and back. God, I'm looking forward to leaving this state.

Check this out. It's not even 1 yet and I've already taken Leslie to the airport today, registered the car at the DMV, and filled out the scholarships application. Man, I'm awesome. So now my car has license plates, and Leslie is on her way out to Vienna, Virginia for a hedonistic, debauchery filled weekend. My girlfriend is insane. Anyway, without her around I'll be doing a lot of homework and crap this weekend, so anyone who reads this should feel free to make me do anything else. I want to play baseball. I wish I had seventeen friends or so.

In other news, I had Chilis' cheesesteak last night for dinner, and it was delicious. I'd never had it before, but since Chilis gets rid of everything I usually eat I was forced to try something new. So that's my new regular. Which means it won't be on the menu next time I go.

In other other news, I wrote a new story which has critics baffled as to whether or not it's good. And I still haven't actually read it since I wrote it, so I'm on the fence too. Oh crap, I broke a nail. Hold up.... Sorry about that. So that story might go up on the site sometime. But it might not. If you want to read it I'll send it to you. Just ask.

Alright, my mind is dry. There's other things I could talk about, like how I have to do some psychology lab-ratting, or... several other things, probably. But I have to go put my contacts in at some point and go to work, so I'll maybe do that now instead of typing anymore. CIAO

I have like 20 minutes before I need to start walking to class. I'm listening to Bad Astronaut and Armchair Martian's split CD and it's making me feel excellent. Those are two bands who both need to come out with something new. I love Drag the River and all, but if AM came out with a new CD (not a retrospective, planned for later this year, but a new CD) I would pee my pants in joy. Also, Bad Astronaut announcing a new CD would cause me to have multiple orgasms.

So after three weeks we've already spent 800 bucks or so fixing my car. But hopefully once I get it back it will be good for a long time. I don't know why I can't pick cars that work. I do everything everyone tells me, but it just doesn't happen. Of course, I could just blame all this on the fact that the cars in my price range are fairly high mileage, and at a point where stuff breaks. Things break down. I guess it can't be helped.

I'm really far ahead in all my classes, which is giving me trouble. I'm afraid that I might get all cocky and not do anything for a week and fall behind. So I'm trying to stay up on things. But videogames are calling me louder than ever. So I have this class, Literature and Social Sensitivity, which I never wanted to take. But I was signed up for a Linguistics class, which actually sounded interesting, and it got cancelled, so now I'm back in yet another pointless, stupid literature class. The teacher didn't even know he'd be teaching it until four days before the semester started. I just bought the books yesterday. The class is terrible. The reading load looks terrible. I want to file a formal complaint with the school, but I don't know who to complain to. I need to bitch about how being a writing major means taking too many reading classes, how the honors program sucks, and how I'm paying all this money to go to school here and I'm not getting shit for quality classes. I am, however, taking two interesting psychology classes. Too bad it's too late to change my major to psych, or even minor in it. My bad.

Relationships are hard sometimes.

People who like hip hop, go get Sage Francis' new CD, "A Healthy Distrust." It is very good. Lagwagon's live CD came out too, but the Finest loves making me angry. It was written on their new release board, but I asked for it and they said they didn't know it came out. Right. Apparently they don't read so good. So it's still not there and I'm not happy. If I get my car back sometime, I'll just go to Best Buy and get it.

Everyone should find all three versions of Statler. One called Statler #3, one called The Statler Pat, and one called Statler 2000. Two by Armchair Martian, one by Bad Astronaut. That song will change your life.

I wish I could be as optimistic as Eric. He inspires me sometimes. I guess things move in circles. They're kind of down right now. I can see them getting better soon.