I watched Rushmore on Comedy Central and Happy Gilmore on Encore or Starz or some shit. I came home Saturday night, arriving at my apartment at around 11pm. I took a nap until 1:30am, woke up, and watched TNG until 4:30. I'm crazy.
As I was leaving my parents Saturday night, my dad made a crack about my car and it infuriated me. I was livid for the entire 2 hour drive home. I blame it partially on PMS, but mostly my dad's kind of an ass. And I wish he would just be straight with me, instead of making little comments. When are sarcastic little comments EVER preferable to straight talkin'? Like never.
I updated the website. I know it's been a month and you don't give a shit, but I finally finished the Halloween photos:
(Oh, and I am aware that the links on that first page are unreadable; I will get around to fixing that eventually, honest.) Man, I don't know about you, but as I'm composing this entry and looking for appropriate links, geniusscientist.com is loading MAD slowly. I'm not sure what is up with that. I hope it doesn't stay that way.
I also completed a page on an event that happened a little over a year ago: Tailgating at the Rutgers-Temple game last October.
I wanted to do some more recent stuff, but of the two burned CDs I brought with me to my parents', only the one with the 2003 stuff worked properly. Oh well. I might have the Thanksgiving stuff done before the end of the week.
Check out my shit! Seriously. What else are you going to do for the next ten minutes, work? Come on now.