I ate at a Sonic for the first time a few days ago. My siblings and I were very excited, because for years there have been commercials detailing the wonders of the Sonic menu, but there has never been one within our range. Their drinks were great, but the rest was... dissapointing. Although being served by a tiny little woman on rollerblades was pretty cool.

Dan Rhodes has destroyed my life. I've been pissed about every ending to every story that he's written. That's about a dozen stories and two novels, plus one hundred and one poems.

The alcohol portion of my day has ended and I am moving into the caffeine area. I have a very strict schedule to keep.

I just realized that I have only played three of the twenty or so Final Fantasy games. Maybe I'm not such a nerd after all. Although, I do feel the desire to obtain and play the others, so I guess it's a wash.

I go to pick out the finishing touches for my Dalek costume on Thursday. I'm thinkng about welding on a pin that says "Robots for Obama." Would that be in poor taste? I don't want to out him as a robot before he is ready, but I want to voice my support early so that I won't be killed or enslaved during the uprising. What a quandry. Quandery? Whichever. Maybe I can be one of the first war-ready cyborgs. I've always wanted lasers. And infrared vision...

I've made a list of songs that I like so much that I refuse to play them on my computer. I don't want to do what I normally do and kill it by listening to it too often. Every time it comes on the radio, or I happen to catch the music video, or someone else plays the song near me, I want it to be awesome.

Coffee Shop- Chinese Happy
Sewn- The Feeling
Wow, I Can Get Sexual, Too- Say Anything
Everlong- The Foo Fighters

Good tunes.