it's 135am on a sunday morning.

ya know something? time is passing waaay too slowly this weekend.

father time should ya know, get off his ass and run or something.

i've been reduced to insulting father time. oh how the gods hate me.

on happier news, my entire room has been bought. as in the new furniture. wee, go me.

on unhappier news, i did not go to oasis' concert. there are so many things wrong with my previous statement. meeh.

i need to sleep. sometime. preferably soon. like now.