Beauty is not putting any restrictions on the little voice that's within you. --Tangie Ambrose

I find it poor on myself that I am looking forward to the day that my roommate moves out in a couple of weeks (she's graduating early).  She's been my friend here at college for (going on) the past four and a half years, but really, it's one of those things where I'm friends with her just because I've been too shy too seek out other friends who really share some of my interests (these include NOT excessive movie-watching and role-playing games).  She goes to bed at 2 or 3 in the morning, wakes up around 3 pm on weekends, and a little earlier this past semester on weekdays.  On the other hand, I got to sleep between 12 and 1 and like to be up at least before noon (which is not some high honor I know).  I just get annoyed at how she has to be silly and dramatic about every little thing that captures her attention.  It gets on my nerves and it's the kind of thing where I can really only take someone in small doses.  Oh well, maybe I'm being too harsh, but these are just my thoughts.

By the way, I'm listening to Radiohead's In Rainbows.  I love Faust Arp, Reckoner, and Up on the Ladder, good stuff.