2. Skype and Preliminary Examinations

So the PSAT is on Saturday at 8:00 AM. I don't really know how to feel; it's semi-important, I suppose, but nothing that big. Oh, but I went to a study party which went as follows:

"I don't like cheetos." "Illicitly..." "Vegans?" "Skittles!" "Guitar Hero!"

And the studying didn't happen. BUT, the pictures were interesting. I will hunt for a couple. --They haven't been posted.--

Which brings me to a series of unrelated points:


1. Myspace is a filthy puddle of gross.

What a poor excuse for a social networking site. If you frequent Myspace, I just lost a bit of respect for you.


2. Rachel Maddow is the lesbian political scientist equivalent to God.

Her show is fantastic. Seriously, Youtube her or something. She's intelligent, sarcastic, witty, etc. (I ran out of cliché adjectives, what can I say?) She's quite blatantly liberal, and she really holds her own in debates.

"To hold one's own" is a very awkward phrase.

3. I have a large quantity of American History text to read.

Quiz tomorrow, quiz tomorrow, quiz tomorrow! Boo.


It's almost ten and I haven't read ANY of the history's 30 pages. So, I must end this abruptly.

kthnxhstry.

1. Trashy Television and Tchaikovsky

Today was a disaster.

To remedy my mood, I will discuss the things that have made me happy last few days:

The Hush Sound has been playing rather steadily the past few days. It had been a while since I'd listened to them last. Instead of heading straight for their newest album, I picked up Like Vines and I'm hooked. It's not a very characteristic choice, in my opinion, but I find it simply fantastic.

My favorite song is a tie between "We Intertwined" and "Out Through the Curtain". If you like "indie rock" then you should check it out.


It came as a complete shock that I fell in love with I am Robot and Proud's newest electronica album Uphill City. The first song brought about some unwonted nostalgia (I instantly thought of The Sims...). This album was a life-saver when it came to mowing. The ridiculous task flew by as this was looping in my ONE functional ear bud.

I don't really know if people still say "ear bud", but whatever.

This album doesn't have a wiki article, so I suggest you look him up on last.fm.


Okay, who pissed off Tchaikovsky?! But seriously, he looks disappointed. I recently joined a youth symphony orchestra. My favorite song, BY FAR, is the "Finale" to Swan Lake by Mr. Grumps above.

"The bassoons actually have a nice part?!"

No. BUT, it sounds fantastic, and I'm sure our droning low E-flats are helping something.

Season 8 of Degrassi kicked off on Friday. I laughed, I cried, I took a few pee breaks. I generally despise TV shows and I absolutely loathe teenage drama. Leave it to Canada to combine the two.

Does that even make sense? Not at all, really. I hate everything that the show is, but I love the show. I don't get it.

"Irregardless" the picture of Mia is there for an obvious reason: the whole episode revolved around her FILTHY, WHORE-ISH MODELING CAREER and her 12 year old daughter. (Yes, I know she's not 12, but seniors in high school don't give birth in fourth grade...) There's also a brief side-story about the uni girls and the nerdy chick that sings hymns for "the lulz." She also eats in the classroom and is therefore turning into A FILTHY SKANK LIKE MIA.

The series stays true to its inablility to keep any bit of homosexuality out of a single episode. T-Bombz girl kisses another woman to prove her hardcore-osity, or something.

(Firefox didn't underline 'hardcore-osity'...)

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Those aren't the only things that make me happy, but they're some of the few.

Nap time.