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Stream of consciousness

I’m your you.

My cat and I need to lose some weight.

I feel lonely sometimes but not all the time, which means I have made progress.

I tried to look up some Lost theories today and got more confused. This show makes no sense.

What else have I done this week? Watched Sophie Scholl’s The Final Days (holy crap, you must watch it), studied for the LSAT, cleaned out half my room, took two showers, watched Sopranos, StumbleUpon participation without voting on whether or not I liked the site, read about possible hiring possibilities for Kentucky’s new coach (because Billy G is so fired), watched Strangers with Candy episodes on Hulu, applied for jobs and continued to re-read No Country for Old Men.

I really need to learn Spanish.

I got a call back from the place where I interviewed last week and they asked me for a second interview. I am very excited— I would really really love this job and I would feel that way even if I didn’t want/need a new job.

I saw a cat get hit by a car. It was sad but I didn’t cry. I think the only reason I didn’t cry was because someone I know put his thirteen-year-old dog to sleep today and I cried about it while watching Sopranos and I think I had reached my crying threshold for the day.

You know what? I want a Wii.

I am at home studying the LSAT with Sopranos on in the background. I looked up when Big Mouth Billy Bass Etc. was singing to Tony and laughed so hard— had to PRNT SCRN that one for you.

I am at home studying the LSAT with Sopranos on in the background. I looked up when Big Mouth Billy Bass Etc. was singing to Tony and laughed so hard— had to PRNT SCRN that one for you.