i just figured out that you can buy tv programming on itunes. so far i've bought the office, and every program they have from the history channel. and prison break. this i'm not proud of but listen, i watched an episode like a month ago and have had a hankerin' for it ever since. here are 2 shows which should be included in itunes' glorious new feature;
1.) entourage
2.) the l word.
big money in those 2 i tell you. i mean jeez.

also, last night i had an incredibly vivid dream in which i was suri cruise's babysitter. nicole kidman came over for dinner --- you can imagine how awkward that was. but i mean tom says it's for the kids.

what is that. i'm not letting myself purchase a tabloid magazine for at least 3 weeks. it'll be hard but i think it's for the best.

i haven't been sleeping much - except during the day in which case i sleep bascially all the time. funny how that happens. tonight i had an oddly soothing conversation where i definitely didn't expect one. tomorrow i have a fairly terrifying conversation on the daily agenda (alongside 9am astronomy with my love Megan Pickett and Fundamentals of Movement - which i also count as excerise). i think i'm farther from "having it together" than i realize.

no psych class tomorrow, marshall is here, the green machine is in full swing, and there are new "Fun Facts" in the bathroom stalls. what a glorious night.

in the past 15 minutes the temperature has fallen from 43 to 39. it's frigid. and i mean cold. and shit damn it's only october 11th. thus far, i've avoided wearing a winter coat bc i was trying to acclimate myself. the rule was i'd wear a coat when i saw someone from the north wearing a coat thinking my body would be used to cold when it actually got cold. this plan backfired. i'm freezing. god be with my wimpy, texan inability to withstand real weather.

i could buy every product The North Face - like the coat company - sells. mostly my obsession centers around thenorthface.com/na/ (the "na" stands for North America). the past several nights have been spent in front of my computer, listening to muse - mostly - and obsessing over the infinte number of varieties and forms of ungodly cool outdoorsy products they offer to me, as a customer. for some reason i cant stop myself from desperately desiring, for instance, the womens "Apex Bionic Jacket - Summit Edition", and come to think of it that "Windwall Ladyhawk Thermal Jacket" is also looking pretty good. mostly my obsession centers around fleece. i love fleece. i own more fleece than anyone who grew up in texas should own in five lifetimes. sure now i'm up north but it is definitely still verging on "over the top". and listen, dont get me started on the tents and sleeping bags. i would love to have it all. i dont even know what i would do with it. maybe someday i'll buy it all under the guise that i'm going to take up camping as a hobby. sure i might go on a few trips, exciting - but i feel like it wouldnt last and i'd be reduced to sleeping on my mattress in my $649 "Inferno" sleeping bag or pitching my astronomically priced tent different places around campus. the plantz hall parking lot perhaps? and i wouldnt move my tent in the morning - this act would double as a non violent protest against campus parking rules.

i dont even remember why i started this entry.

i could survive forever in a world where the movies apollo 13 and showgirls are the only cinematic experience available to me. truly.

security had my car towed again. i was lucky this time bc i realized it early enough in the day to go pick it up right away --- thus avoiding the hefty "overnight storage" fee i had to pay last time. as if it were my choice my car spent the night in their fucking yard. so listen. don't fuck with the parking people. they are definitely out for keeps.

yesterday, it was reported to me bc i slept through class (oops), that our astronomy teacher, the illustrious Megan Pickett, declared Galileo the original Johnny Knoxville and actually integrated the jackass skull and crutches symbol into her powerpoint presentation. what a genius. i think i might be falling in love with her.

tonight i bought my first "carton" of cigarettes. i'm not feeling so positive about this development in my life.

also tonight, while on a study break outside the library, i calculated that, so far this term, i've probably read more pages out of my psychology book alone than i did out of any book i was supposed to read all last year. what a chode i was/am/might always be.

my new passion is transfering - to smith/any school with a similar population of students - you get the idea. and this is not a pretend threat to transfer, this is for real. i've been to the website, i've looked at the deadlines.

lastly, tonight, i officially started growing my rat tail (as a sign of my enduring love for and undying admiration of, sufjan stevens). it's already looking pretty sharp. when it gets long enough i'm going to braid it. maybe i'll even dye it a neat color. the possibilities are truly endless.