so.

I was planning on being asleep way before now. It's about 5:30, and I set my alarm for 8. Hopefully my naps make up for my bizarre schedule for normal night-sleep. It's not really because I'm not tired, though. Because I am. Tired, that is.

It's a little thing called Pokemon Leaf Green.

Damn, my brain makes really stupid excuses for not sleeping. "Just...have to beat this gym leader...wait, got a new HM..." Yeah, I'm pathetic. Shut up. Psyduck is cool.

In other news, Valentine's day was pretty great, involving sleeping in 'till 4 p.m., pizza, a case of beer, and Star Wars: Battlefront. Bunnyman's gonna have two weeks of practice on me when I go home next, and he might just kick my ass for once. Maybe. We'll see. It's a shame I can't get paid to play videogames...

We also got a "new" bed, "new" being that it's my parent's old one. Reason number 165 why I don't feel bad about having them pay my tuition: they got one of those tempurpedic deals. Yeah, the ones they show the commercials for late at night, NASA and wine glasses and all that. Expensive. So i reap the spoils. When you get over the ookiness factor of it being the bed my parents have slept in for several years, it's actually pretty nice. Beats the old one, anyway, which was becoming a minefield of springs in a banana-shaped package.

I put the bed together myself. Hauled the matresses myself. Took the old bed apart myself. And felt it the next morning when my entire left side felt like it had aged 50 years without me. Eh. I'm independant, dammit.

Yeah, so. Anyone have any need of a small, plush Jigglypuff? I found it under the old bed...