Unopened cans of pop, blue hair-spray and q-tips. Radio training at 1 tomorrow, I think 1, maybe 1:30, the e-mail server is down, has been all day, so I can't really check.

Tonight was less than satisfying.

This weekend seemed to hearken back to the weekends of last year. Last night was a lot of fun, played karaoke, partied and hung out with a bunch of people. Chilled out at the end of the night and watched Triplettes of Belleville with Amanda. It was nice, got a back-rub.

Tonight, wandered around campus with Emily after watching Boondock Saints with an even more distant than normal Allison. Everyone seems distant lately, do I seem distant?

I've realized that if I ever actually stop to think about what I'm doing I end up wondering what I'm doing. It's not that I feel like I'm being stupid or anything like that. I just start to feel distant from myself, like I'm watching someone else. Though I guess other people have that too, it's just something that I've been noticing, maybe noticing again, the thought seem familiar. Though if I thought of it during high school I'm pretty sure I would've thought I was being stupid.

Ended up sitting outside with Emily for awhile, watching drunken toga people wander around, talked about people we didn't want to think about having sex. Sort of a self defeating conversation, I know, but it passed the time for almost half an hour before we finally wandered inside to talk about things that shouldn't be over-heard.

I wrote a letter of apology for her, it was less than sincere, but it made a couple of people laugh. I hope knowledge of that letter doesn't get too widespread, it was pretty catty. I remembered why I don't indulge that particular side of my personality too often except with my family, I enjoy it too much.

Fall break is a few weeks away, three weeks from last Friday actually. I'm still not sure what I'm going to be doing for most of my time during the week. Hopefully some more people will decide to stick around during it. Otherwise I'll probably just buy some groceries on Sunday night and hole up in my room until someone drags me out... and they may very well have to drag me... heh.

This came out as kinda angsty, my boredom is angsty, humbug and poppycock.

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