So, *ahem*...um, hi?

1. World of Warcraft has taken over my life. Oh, I know we all thought I'd be over it by now, but I totally am not and if you hear me over here muttering about the drop rate of the offhand Dal'Rend, price of agility enchant and/or crusader, and bloody warriors who can't keep aggro for their life, well don't mind me. I'm just crazy. On the other hand, zomg 60 ftw! (Dude, you would so know what I'm talking about if you were that hip. No really.)

2. England is totally very very cool on the one hand, and totally not on the other. And I think this judgement has a lot to do more with my complete lack of interest in LSE's teaching material and the majority of its student population coupled with some intense but dumb boy drama that put me in the whole 'I just want to go home' mindset. Both of which is more my fault than say, the country's (which I definitely love), and now I'm wondering if I shouldn't have applied to Cambridge where I at least have the satisfaction of enjoying the food/shopping more. And Hot! Punting! British! Boys! to tempt me away from nostalgia. What? I'm allowed to be that shallow. Goes with the apathetic persona.

3. Never complain about the quality of acceptable takeout because someday you will be left with no takeout. Take heed.

4. When I was much younger, I always just assumed that I was capable of writing a really good novel. Because you know, it's just that easy to write things that sound nice for like a hundred pages, and I had all these stories made up in my head already anyway...Oh foolish, idiot child. But I do kind of have this random desire to sit down and try to craft something more substantial now, thought you know, very unlikely it's going to happen. It's why I can't be an architect even though thinking about being a character on House immediately led me to fantasize about what my stylish/modern/minimalist office would look like. But if you look at real designs, they are always so much more intricate and non-linear than anything I could come up with. Which is to say, even when something really interests me, I just can't be bothered with the details. I'm not good at them; they don't occur to me. And if I were to sit down and attempt to write some grand epic, you know half of it would be incredibly rushed and the other half sections of description that serves no purpose, no plot development, no character insights, but you know, helps 'establish the mood'. Also, I can never go back and reedit, rewrite, when I'm so impatient to be done so all you get are these improvised snippets of something that I think might be interesting possibly. But this gets us no where. And by us, I mean the human race of course.

(Ok, I would like to point out that most of my arrogance is completely sarcastic but rest is because I'm just that great. Thank you for agreeing....<--See, sarcasm.)

5. Did I mention Democrats take back the House and Senate? I'm relieved but not optimistic. I don't think they'll really accomplish anything or initiate any progressive reforms, so much as at least it means America can't get much worse. Or, well it can, but you know, at least it's not actively trying to. I mean, ideological differences aside (and I'm in now way trying to imply that anything I've said is ideologically neutral to any extent; indeed quite the contrary), I think there is some sort of consensus that the war in Iraq is pretty much a failure, the economy is not doing great, and social welfare is being not-so-gradually whittled away. Aside from corruption, catering to big business, etc. And if at this point we still say 'stay the course', then I'd be a little worried.

6. Somebody stop me from watching more Bleach.

7. That guy on Ugly Betty is hot.

8. I am totally never liking a blond again. Gives me self-image issues.

9. That's it, I'm done. But this is what happens when I don't post for awhile: everything comes out (in list form!).