I love it when you sing to me.

This storm is something else entirely. Thunder shaking the house, almost violently. Lightning lighting the sky up like a strobe. It's insane.

I love storms. Except for when the house is shaking. I'm not exactly into that.

Oh, well. The storm's almost over. And I'm watching Glee. So life is good.

I could take you.

I'm watching Boy Meets World, enjoying the existence of the Internet, and freezing. Dear gods, the AC is cold.

I have a test in math tomorrow, but I'm pretty sure I'll do well. But, at the same time, I'm really hoping that class doesn't murder me. I currently have a 63%, due to the fact that I've turned in next to no homework. Ugh. I really need to bring my laptop tomorrow. I really need to do my homework. Ughughugh.

Slacking will only do bad things to me.

I need to go to bed. Right. Now.