Why am I still awake? Oh yeah...

Because I know I need to study but don't wanna. All I do on this damn thing lately is bitch about studying. HOWEVER, I have some good news for those of you sick of hearing about it: I SHOULD (barring a series of unfortunate events)graduate in December, 2006. A full semester ahead of schedule. Yippee.
Tomorrow (well, today, actually, it IS the 28th) is my best friend from high school's birthday. He's 21, but won't drink, cause he's not that kind of guy. I miss him terribly. Anyway, I called his mom to get his address to send him a little note wishing him happy birthday, and we ended up talking for 45 minutes. I don't think I've stayed on the phone with MY mom for 45 minutes at a time in the past month or so. Mrs. Lairmore is just wonderful. She's the best friend's mom everyone should have. She used to make us fantastic little muffins for scholars bowl trips. And she was nice without being preachy.
Josh, have you talked to B lately? We need to go bombard Biltmore Antiques and make him talk to us. Bastard.
This weekend is homecoming, and I love the University of Alabama. I rarely go overboard on the whole Roll Tide thing, but hey, we're 7-0, roll fucking tide. I'm trying to get excited before the bonfire/pep rally/concert tomorrow night. Actually, I am excited.
I need to pumice my feet. They're pretty gross. (How's that for a random comment?)
See Sara. See Sara wasting time.