Those of you with eyes will have noticed the new layout.

Those of you without them, how are you reading this?

Are you an alien? Could an alien read this? Would it be interesting to those aliens who may or may not read this?

Regardless and furthermore, you may have noticed the new title, as well.

Oddly enough, this has been one of the drearier weekends, and I haven't done anything but get ticked at Scott, and play xbox all day. I did have an INCREDIBLY nice morning though. I slept in. :D

Friday was a bit more interesting, what with Alisa Pokrovsky wanting to know if I still liked Devon, me bothering Devon about it, her claiming she had nothing to do with it (but hell, as we've seen, I can't read a pretty face to save my life. If a guy lies, I catch it. Female? Not so much. >.<) Devon then went on to say she was glad I didn't like her, and I can't remember exactly why, but it rather ticks me off. (Read as: MAH EGO! OH NOES! D:)

I also didn't do very well on an essay which I didn't finish (I would've done better if it wasn't short periods), and went halfway to flunking on the back of a Spanish test (Mr. Dorado can't teach).

Aside from that and daydreaming about babes while I was in english, I rode home on a large, pink, townie bicycle, and received more complements than normal, even for me. Corn asked about it, so I started reciting gettysburg adress, and when she pointed out that this was that, I said, "Well, if it isn't that, I haven't the foggiest." And rode off. I also passed by another biker, a junior in my chem class, on the way home, and got such a confused look it made my day. Day well spent.

I'm seeing zombieland tommorow. While I'm there, someone plan a party for me. Deal?