Does something happen to your mind the later the night gets? It's only night; it has nothing to do with how much sleep I get. I know this because I am perpetually tired--
But the later it gets the more depressed I get. I look at what I haven't done in the day and what I haven't done in my life yet. It's really upsetting sometimes.
3:33 am!!!!
Anyways, I worked, came home, had some soup and chocolate covered pretzels, read a book, slept some, had dinner at my dad's girlfriend's house, came home, made a mix CD, chilled, and then around 11:30 or so I decided it was a good idea to watch the Goonies because I never saw it before. So Natalia came over and we watched it and had lots of fun doing Hobbit/Hermione/Gollum/One-Eyed Willy impersonations. Jesus Christ, that whole movie is chock full of dick-like imagery. I mean seriously, One-Eyed Willy? We all know what that really is.
"One-Eyed Willy's up to his tricks again!"
Hardy har har har.
And then we watched the bonus features, which included but was not limited to quite possibly the worst music video of all time.

Uhhhhh. I think I'm gonna go read more of 'Tis now and then go to sleep or else succumb to the dark dark blackness of depression that is black like an emo kid's eyeliner.