Life is like running down the street with an AK-47

So, this weekend was pretty okay.

Trelyn's party on Friday night was awesome; video games, junk food with friends. After that, parents decided that I could stay out for a bit, so I got MattyP and Kathleen at Tim's and we drove around for an hour before I had to go home and sleep. I've got a sleeping pattern down now (involving waking up for ten minutes between 2:30 and 3:30 in the morning) and it's sweet.

Saturday I did nothing until 6 when I went out to dinner with mom and dad and then the Buddy Wasisname show at the Arts and Culture Center; it was so good and so funny, they get better everytime I see them. Yes, I'm proud to be a Newfoundlander and embrace the comedy and music of my land. Fuck it was a sweet night. Didn't sleep too well though, but I woke up to toutons and bacon and ham and moose sausage. Best way to wake up.

All day today (Sunday) I read some and watched some Hellsing and read more and realized I have a reading to do for English tomorrow and I'm reading the Chuck Palahniuk short-story Guts and I hope I can do the whole thing, it's just better that way. Hoping to get someone to faint, but I'm not holding my breath on that one (pardon the pun there).

I'm waiting up July 4 because Volume 8 of Hellsing comes out after almost two years! Gotta love that vampiric Nazi killing and the big boys and there guns and the one female character with a chest (which gets bigger in ever frame) as they go around being silly bitches. Oh my, I have weird tastes. Celtic folk music, vampire Nazis, short stories about crazy fuckin' shit!

MattyP's party on Friday, I'm stoked. No better way to start a midterm break then partying with your best buddy and some random people. Five days until party, neglecting classes all the way and not caring. Life is sweet and sour.