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'There's no stress': Couple weds at Taco Bell
Wedding bells meant Taco Bell for Paul and Caragh Brooks.

Customers inside the fast-food restaurant continued to order tacos and burritos as the couple sat Friday in an orange booth at Taco Bell and exchanged vows.

"It's appropriate," groom Paul Brooks said. "It's an offbeat relationship."

Employees displayed hot sauce packets labeled with the words "Will you marry me?" They decorated the restaurant with streamers and balloons.

The bride wore a $15 hot pink dress and the entire wedding cost about $200. Several dozen guests looked on as the couple's friend, Ryan Green of Normal, administered the vows while wearing a T-shirt. He was ordained online.

"This is the way to go — there's no stress," said the groom's mother, Kathy Brooks.

Caragh Brooks, 21, of Australia, met Paul Brooks, 30, on an Internet dating Web site. They already had the same last name.

The couple wrote back and forth and talked on the phone for nine months before Caragh Brooks moved to the United States.

"We have the same brain, just in two bodies," Paul Brooks said. "We think alike in virtually every manner. We have the same interests, viewpoints."

He proposed on New Year's Eve and, because they like to spend time at the local Taco Bell, they decided to wed there.

"I would never have expected in my life in working here there would be a wedding," restaurant manager Carl Hamlow said.

1. Pick 20 of your favorite movies.
2. Go to IMDb and find a quote from each movie.
3. Post them here for everyone to guess.


1. There's that word again; "heavy". Why are things so heavy in the future? Is there a problem with the earth's gravitational pull?

2. I went to a rejuvenation clinic and got a whole natural overhaul. They took out some wrinkles, did hair repair, changed the blood, added a good 30 to 40 years to my life. They also replaced my spleen and colon. What do you think?

3. **BTTF 3
-Emmett! What can I get you? The usual?
-No, Chester, I'm gonna need something a lot stronger than that tonight.
-Sarsaparilla?
-Whiskey, Chester.

4. Let me tell you something my friend. Hope is a dangerous thing. Hope can drive a man insane.

5. **Reservoir Dogs
When you're dealing with a store like this, they're insured up the ass. They're not supposed to give you any resistance whatsoever. If you get a customer, or an employee, who thinks he's Charles Bronson, take the butt of your gun and smash their nose in. Everybody jumps. He falls down screaming, blood squirts out of his nose, nobody says fucking shit after that. You might get some bitch talk shit to you, but give her a look like you're gonna smash her in the face next, watch her shut the fuck up. Now if it's a manager, that's a different story. Managers know better than to fuck around, so if you get one that's giving you static, he probably thinks he's a real cowboy, so you gotta break that son of a bitch in two. If you wanna know something and he won't tell you, cut off one of his fingers. The little one. Then tell him his thumb's next. After that he'll tell you if he wears ladies underwear. I'm hungry. Let's get a taco.

6.
-There's only one reason Christian girls comes down to the Planned Parenthood.
-She's planting a pipe bomb?
-Okay, two reasons.

7.
-When you gonna let me audition for you again?
-When you have talent.

8. I know I seem a little too old to be in College. But for this movie you've gotta suspend disbelief.

9.
-Are you sad that we missed it?
-We didn't miss it. This *is* it. C'mon. You wanna go home?

10.
-I can't see anything that I don't like about you.
-But you will! But you will. You know, you will think of things. And I'll get bored with you and feel trapped because that's what happens with me.
-Okay.
-[pauses] Okay.

11.
-You WILL go out there.
-I won't and nothing you say will make me.
-The show must go on.
-...Damn you.

12. Same thing happened to me when I played Neil Armstrong in Moonshot. They found me in an alley in Burbank trying to re-enter the earth's atmosphere in an old refrigerator box.

13. It had been a wonderful evening and what I needed now, to give it the perfect ending, was a little of the Ludwig Van.

14.
-It's very pretty.
-Yeah, I've been fooling around with it for a few months.
-It's a bit of a departure from what you normally play.
-It's part of a trilogy, a musical trilogy I'm working on in D minor which is the saddest of all keys, I find. People weep instantly when they hear it, and I don't know why.
-It's very nice.
-You know, just simple lines intertwining, you know, very much like - I'm really influenced by Mozart and Bach, and it's sort of in between those, really. It's like a Mach piece, really. It's sort of...
-What do you call this?
-Well, this piece is called "Lick My Love Pump".

15.
-Has anyone told you you play an aggressive game?
-Has anyone told you you have very sensual lips?
-A very aggressive game.

16. **Beauty and the Beast
-I want to do something for her... but what?
-Well, there's the usual things: flowers... chocolates... promises you don't intend to keep...

17.
-They make you feel cool. And hey. I met you. You are not cool.
-I know. Even when I thought I was, I knew I wasn't.
-That's because we're uncool. And while women will always be a problem for us, most of the great art in the world is about that very same problem. Good-looking people don't have any spine. Their art never lasts. They get the girls, but we're smarter.

18.
-Where are you going? To him? To be a whore to a gutter rat?
-I'd rather be his whore than your wife.

19.
-She just goes a little mad sometimes. We all go a little mad sometimes. Haven't you?
-Yes. Sometimes just one time can be enough.

20. Four down, one to go and somewhere out there a lucky person is moving closer and closer to the most sought after prize in history. Though we cannot help but envy whoever he is, and we may feel bitter but we must remember there are more important things, many more important things. Though offhand I cannot think of what they are but I'm sure there must be something.

There's wayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy too much bullshit going on right now! I'm happy to be back in school, and I like all my classes... but this school fucking sucks! Some of the teachers are just... fuckin' stupid!! And some of the stupid ones ARE THE ONES IN CHARGE!!!

They're gonna put on Hair this year... but they're gonna simulate the nude scene behind a scrim or something. Which is kinda like putting on Avenue Q without puppets. It's like doing Chitty Chitty Bang Bang and the car is only spoken of and doesn't appear on stage. It's like... doing a one man version of Our Town. Like doing Phantom of the Opera without any scenery; or Annie without any children in the cast.

Hair is only significant in the theatre world, because of the fucking NUDE SCENE!!! It was the first show to do it, and it was a big fuckin' deal... AND IT'S A MAJOR PLOT POINT! It's all about freedom and liberation... and fuckin' giving youth a voice in a time in our nation's history when people had never before realized that they could unite together and form one voice and actually bring change to the world they live in!

IF YOU DON'T DO THIS SHOW EXACTLY THE RIGHT WAY...


... IT'S JUST A STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID FUCKING MUSICAL ABOUT DRUGGED OUT HIPPIES!!!!! GOD DAMN IT!!!!

Don't get me started on ANNA IN THE TROPICS!!! Why this school continues to let Nesshaiuu--IT'S NOT EVEN HER REAL FUCKING NAME direct ANYTHING is beyond me! She has proven time and time again... that she sucks. Trinity slammed the door in her face at least six years ago... I hear she's a nice person. I'm sure she's a good teacher and has a lot to offer as a member of the adjunct faculty... BUT DID ANYONE SEE ANTIGONE!!?????

This school puts on crappy shows. Some of them are winners, but for the most part they come off as mediocre. High school students looking for a theatre program... ARE GONNA COME SEE THESE FUCKING SHOWS!!! If Damn Yankees had happened while I was in high school and I had seen it... I'd be in my third year at Emerson right now!!! I wanted to go there... but I said: "Why spend all that money and go to Boston, when I have this wonderful theatre program RIGHT IN MY BACK YARD??!"

If they keep making these bonehead decisions, and the dpt keeps producing these shit shows, the talent pool is going to dwindle (it's already begun to). If the talent isn't there, then there's nothing you can do even if you select the right shows and hire the right directors!! And the program will be forced to shrink... and it will eventually go by the wayside.

Five, maybe six years ago.... who the fuck knew URI had a theatre program??? Huh? Now a lot of people do. If they put on Urinetown while we're doing No No Nannette... they're going to get a shit-load of really enthusiastic fuckin' freshmen the next year!

I didn't even come here to rant about all that. I just wanted to make a new post, and well that's just where my mind went at the time. Stream of consciousness kinda thing. At the moment, I happen to be a bit aggravated over... other things. Maybe... other people to be a little more specific. Luckily I was able to funnel that anger elsewhere, and I didn't call certain people names and dig a deeper hole. Let's just say that there's a few people in my life right now who can SUCK IT!

I doubt any of those people will be reading this... tho I am gonna publish it without privacy settings, cuz I kinda stand behind what I wrote about the school.

**sigh** oh well!

Jerry: During the strike I fell in love.
Katie: What strike?
Jerry: Never mind.

-Boston Legal

80 words

free Touch typing

1. Open your library (iTunes, Winamp, Media Player, iPod, etc)
2. Put it on shuffle
3. Press play
4. For every question, type the song that's playing
5. When you go to a new question, press the next button
6. Don't lie.

Opening Credits: It's a Pose - Nellie McKay

Waking Up: One Hand, One Heart - West Side Story

First Day of School: Sleep Like A Child - Joss Stone

Falling in Love: Nobody Knows - Pink

Fight Song: A Boy Named Sue - Johnny Cash

Breaking up: Wanderin' - The Folksmen

Prom (formal, whatever): My Tennessee Mountain Home - Dolly Parton

Life: Gee Officer Krupke - West Side Story

Mental Breakdown: Bandstand Boogie - Barry Manilow

Driving: Everything You Know Is Wrong - Al Yankovic

Flashback: A Conspiracy - Black Crowes

Getting Back Together: Understand - Joss Stone

Wedding: I Wanna Get Married - Nellie McKay (I swear to god, that's what came up)

Birth of a Child: Sunrise, Sunset - Fiddler on the Roof (Also a good one by chance)

Final Battle: Wages of Sin - Mystery of Edwin Drood

Death Scene: Freight Train - Peter, Paul & Mary

Funeral: Leavin' On A Jet Plane - Peter, Paul & Mary

End Song: This is the Moment - Jekyll & Hyde

Lenny: I had an actor in one of my shows who got involved with a 15 year old girl in the cast, and he was 26.
Me: That's awesome!
Lenny: I know!
Maya: That's so wrong. . . what does a 15 year old girl have that a 26 year old doesn't?
Me: The pussy of a 15 year old, that's what!
Maya: I have the pussy of a 15 year old and I'm 26!

So. . . I'm bored at work today, and I went on Match.com for no good reason at all.

I knew that once upon a time I had signed up for their free registration thing where they just let you look at profiles and all you can do is "wink" at people your interested in.

So. . . I was just looking. And I found this girl. . . who didn't exactly seem like a perfect match for me, but she was into theater, and she mentioned that she frequents the Trinity Brewhouse. I didn't recognize her from her picture, but she seemed like someone who must be somehow connected to someone at t-rep or RIC's theater dpt. She does tech, and just seemed like a realy cool person.

So I said to myself "what the hell!" and I winked at her.

Then I thought. . . "I wonder what my profile looks like!"

The headline read "18 year old Singer/Actor/Comedian/Magician/Liberal Democrat seeking someone who likes at least three of those things."

**weeping** I tried to change the profile. . . but it has to be approved or something and so far it WON'T FUCKING CHANGE!!!!

Though, if you're halfway intelligent you can tell I'm older and this profile is very out-of-date, but. . . damnit I was such a fucking dork in high school!!!!!!!

Thank god, at least, that I never posted a photo.

:' - (

Hopefully this girl will never give it a second thought, and will never try to contact me.

Son of a bitch!

I got in a car accident today.

At the end of my fucking street!

I was on my way home from work. My parents were away at the beach all day, my uncle is away all weekend. This was the first weekend all summer of him going to Webster where I drove him up there so I could have the car. I was going to have the whole day to myself and my dog.

I had stopped in Tealuxe to chat with Ray and his random other friends who pop in and out of there to visit. It was nice.

I was on my way home, and just a few blocks from my house, I noticed that this asshole, middle aged Rhode Islander fuckhead was tailgating me. Because five miles above the speed limit wasn't fucking fast enough for him. I approached my street, and began to slow down, but of course this asshole doesn't slow down. I was about to make the turn onto my street when I paused to notice that the asshole behind me wasn't slowing down and was speeding up to pass me while I made my turn.

In the few quick moments that this took place, a man driving in the other lane coming toward me, didn't notice me turning untill it was too late for him to hit his breaks. I would have been able to make my turn, and he would have merely swerved around the back of my car, had it not been for the asshole behind me cutting in front of my car at the exact same time. So to avoid a head-on collision with the asshole, the man in the other lane hit the back of my car. Causing my car to crash into the dead end sign at the top of my street, leaving a nasty dent on each side of my car. That, and a flat tire to go along with it.

I hit my head on the roof of my car when this happened. It didn't feel like that bad of a whack on the head, and I felt fine what that all hapened, but my next door neighbor who is a nurse, and and nervous wreck kept asking me if I was okay and if I wanted her to take me to the emergency room.

I really don't think I have a concussion, and in the off chance I do it's got to be a VERY minor one at that. But the obsessive compulsive hypochondriac in me keep over analyzing everythig I'm feeling, so now I don't know if I'm making up symptoms!!

FUCK!!!!

a) It's my uncle's car and we've had to fix a couple things on it this summer, and he always pays for it all.
b) I need to work my Boston job this week, and was going to drive up there.
c) I was also planning a trip with some friends from work to spend the day in boston and I was going to drive.
d) IT'S JUST NOT FUCKING FAIR!!!!!!!!!! **whimpers**

I hope I dont have a concussion, and I hope something works out with the car, and I hope that my life is gonna stop sucking some time soon.

I was just starting to enjoy this summer. Last night, in fact, I was thinking about how I didn't have much stress, and school was all in order. I was looking forward to the next few weeks before my busy school/theater season began.

Now this.

I need a hug.

. . . and teddy grams. Teddy Grams are, sadly, more easily obtainable.

Ya know what they don't have in Vegas???

BLUE LAWS!!!

I wanted cookies. I was watching the food network, I realized I hadn't had a good cookie in a while. . . I decided to go out and buy some fucking cookies.

At either Shaws or Stop and Shop. . . on any given day, you can get a bucket full of their bakery cookies for about $3.

It was about 8:57 when I left the house, and I arrived at Stop and Shop at about 9:03. They close at nine!!! WTF?? The sun hadn't completely set at this time. . . there was still a hint of light blue color to the darkening evening sky, and Stop and Shop had locked it's doors.

SO. . . I raise my fist to Stop and Shop, and with a very condescending tone, I shout: "I bet SHAWS WILL BE OPEN!!"

Shaws wasn't open.

So I go to the 24 hour CVS and get their own brand of Chips Ahoy knock offs for $2.50. . . Do you know that they want $4.50 for a package of fucking Chips Ahoy????!!!!!

The point of my story. . . Everything should be open 24 hours like CVS is.

Only not in a CVS-like cramped and dirty way.

Everything is like that in Vegas.

I fucking hate Rhode Island.

**sigh**

I never got into the whole Harry Potter thing. I read the first two books, saw the first two movies. . . I just never got around to exposing myself to any more of the story somehow. . .

. . . hopefully J.K. Rowling will come out with a short-lived "firefly-like" new series that I'll like and no one else will care about.

I have not made a public lj post in a while. I realized today that there are a couple of people on my friends list who probably check lj often enough, but never know I update mine, because we're not mutual friends.

First of all. . . Kevin Martin???? Did you friend me here?? I think that's ur name up here. . . but I barely know you in real life. I um. . . I guess we can be lj friends, but. . . I'm just curious how you came upon my little blog in the first place. I really only have like 3 readers. We're not even facebook friends, I don't think. Whatever.

Um. . . there may be a couple of people here who didn't notice I had demoted them from "mutual friend" to well. . . a loser who can only read the surveys I fill out. We probably had a fight one day, and that was how I punished you. I hope you've learned your lesson.

Of course. . . there's also that audience of people who every once in a while check up on my lj to see what I post and don't want me to know they're spying on me. **cough** (Nicole) **cough**

To all of you readers, here is a quick round up of my life. . .

-I've got a summer job doing promotions for Broadway in Boston.
-Still working in the phone room at Trinity.
-Still single, and more available than ever.
-My grandmother died, so although I'm not up to much this summer, things have been kinda busy and interesting.

That's about it.

In the words of Chuckles the Clown, I send you off with this. . .

A little song
A little dance
A little seltzer
down your pants

Goodnight.

Everything Broadway!
Favorites
actor?:	Nathan Lane
actress?:	Phylicia Rashad
song?:	The Impossible Dream
show?:	The Man of La Mancha
CD?:	Jesus Christ Superstar
theatre?:	Al Hirschfeld
How many...
shows have you seen?:	18 in new york, over 100 elsewhere
autographs have you gotten?:	25 - 30
stage doors have you waited at?:	7 or 8
shows have you been in?:	16
This or that! (if you are really into broadway...you'll know!)
Idina or Kristin?:	Idina
John or Norbert?:	Norbert
Sutton or Kelli?:	Sutton
Avenue Q or Wicked?:	Both can go fuck off, but Ave Q
Broadway or London?:	They co-exist peacefully, fuck you for asking
Andrew Lloyd Weber or Stephen Sondheim?:	Lloyd Webber, Sondheim is a prick
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LIVEJOURNAL IS FUCKING VALENTINES DAY THEMED!!!

WHAT THE FUCK!!?!?!??!!



In other news. . . I attempted to make myself a Chaider tonight. I'm not sure if I spelled that right, but. . . fuck it, it's a made up word anyway. (Half chai, half apple cider)

long story short. . . it sucked. It tasted like watered down cider, and nothing like chai. though I now have a chai after-taste in my mouth. It's odd.

Um. . . Happy Valentines Day to my four readers!!! I suppose if you take the time out of your lives to read all this shit I write. . . I kind of have to love you.

and if. . . anyone can tell me how to really make a chaider, I'll love you a little more than the other three.

Step 1: Put your MP3 player or whatever on random.
Step 2: Post the first line(s) from the first 30 (or whatever) songs that play, no matter how embarrassing the song.
Step 3: Let everyone you know guess what song and artist the lines come from.
Step 4: Bold out the songs when someone guesses correctly. (Must have correct song AND artist, or it doesn't count)
Step 5: Looking them up on Google or any other search engine is CHEATING. 

1) I sit and watch the rain, and see my tears run down the window pane.
2) I'm just walkin' my dog, singin' my song, strollin' along.
3) Artists are special celestial fools blessed with a talent for breaking the rules.
4) What do you do with a B.A. in English? What is my life going to be?
5) If you're traveling to the North Country fair, where the winds are heavy on the border line, remember me to one who lives there, for she once was a true love of mine.
6) In the middle of the night, I go walkin' in my sleep. . .
7) Tale as old as time, true as it can be, barely even friends then somebody bends unexpectedly.
8) The era of Ragtime had run out, as if history were a tune on a player piano, but we did not know it then.
9) Did you ever see the faces of the children? They get so excited. Waking up on Christmas morning hours before the winter's suns ignited.
10) I eat fillet mignon seven times a day, my bathtubs filled with perrier, what can I say. . .  
11) My best friend had a little situation at the end of our senior year.  And like a shot, she and Mitchell got married that summer.
12) In the brown shag carpet of a cheap motel in the dark and dusty corner by the TV shelf is a small reminder of a simpler time. . .
13) I keep a close watch on this heart of mine, I keep my eyes wide open all the time. . .
14) Valjean at last we see each other plain. . .
15) Michael row the boat ashore. . .  (yeah, this one is tough)
16) Go away from my window, leave at your own chosen speed.  I'm not the one you want babe, I'm not the one you need.
17) Love be still, love be sweet, don't you dare change a thing. I want to photograph you with my mind to fell how I feel now all the time.
18) If you miss the train I'm on, you will know that I am gone, you can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles.
19) Down in the workshop all the elves were makin' toys for the good gentile girls and the good gentile boys. . .
20) Wait, before we put the ladd to task, may I be so curious as to ask his name?   
21) No phone no phone I just want to be alone today, no phone no phone
22) I need your arms around me, I need to feel your touch.  I need your understanding, I need your love so much.
23) Used to be that I believed in something, used to be that I believed in love.  It's been a long time since I had that feeling.
24) I can see a swath of sinners sittin yander and there actin' like a pack of fools.
25) It's gettin late, have you seen my mates?  Tell me when the boys get here, it's seven 'o clock and I wanna rock...
26) You say your everyday is a bad dream that keeps repeatin', well maybe you shoulda thought about that while you were cheating.
27) I would like to be here, I would like to be there, I would like to be everywhere at once.  . .
28) He seems to be completely unreceptive, the tests I gave him show no sense at all. His eyes react to light the dials detected, he hears but can not answer to your call.
29) Look yander comin', commin' down that railroad track. . .   
30) You think that people would have had enough of silly love songs, I look around and see it isn't so...

Let it be known that on this night. . . December 26th, 2006 at 9:45pm, a Taco Bell employee finally recognized that I am a frequent customer!!!

He was training a new employee, and when I pulled up to the window he turned to her and said "This is one of my regulars, he comes in all the time." Then he quoted the movie "Old School" as he handed me my drink and said "You're my boy Blue!"

Oddly enough. . . he isn't an employee I see too often. He's a night shift guy. lol

After last night. . . I'm now REALLY FUCKIN' SORE!!!! Maureen aparently kicked my ass pretty hard on the dance floor, and now my back hurts.

Christmas Carol has officially gotten old. It was fun and do-able for a while. . . now it's really gonna suck!!!


I did this just for fun. . .


1. Open your library (iTunes, Winamp, Media Player, iPod, etc)
2. Put it on shuffle
3. Press play
4. For every question, type the song that's playing
5. When you go to a new question, press the next button
6. Don't lie and try to pretend you're cool...


Opening Credits:
The Dog Song - Nellie Mckay

Waking Up:
Serve The Ego - Jewel

First Day of School:
Hey Jude - Paul Mccartney

Falling in Love:
A Heart Full Of Love - Les Miserables (I swear that really came up!)

First Song:
Everybody Needs Someone Sometime - Jewel

Fight Song:
If You Asked Me To - Celine Dion

Breaking Up:
Let It Be - Beatles

Prom:
Palm Of Your Hand - Cake

Life:
Baby Girl - Sugarland

Mental Breakdown:
If I Had a Hammer - Peter Paul and Mary

Driving:
Bi-Costal - Peter Allen (Boy From Oz)

Flashback:
Oh Bla Di Oh Bla Da - Beatles

Getting Back Together:
They Say It's Wonderful - Annie Get Your Gun

Wedding:
Jealous Again - Black Crowes (??)

Birth of Child:
She's Always A Woman To Me - Billy Joel

Final Battle:
One Wild Night - Bon Jovi

Death Scene:
The Schmuel Song - The Last Five Years

Funeral Song:
We Will Rock You - Queen

End Credits:
Save My Life - Pink

Bloopers:
Avenue Q Theme - Avenue Q

I had an amazing time tonight.

The music at the party was terrible, but no one cared, we all had a great time. Maureen had a bit too much to drink, but she was a lot of fun to be around. We had a very nice conversation, she said some very sweet things. We also danced quite a bit. I'm gonna miss drunk maureen. She's borderline retarded when she's sober.

Matt and I bonded. . . he isn't always an asshole. He too, is nicer when drunk.

Dudley. . . is probably not going to be working at t-rep much longer after getting so completely fucked up tonight. (before the party began) Silly Dudley.

Kerry is a really awesome and sweet person when she's sober, and. . . I'm not even sure how much she had to drink, but she was extremely fun to be around at the party tonight. I'm really gonna miss her when she leaves.

Devin, Danielle and Eric all missed out on a really awesome fuckin' party.

I really like the usher captains. They are good people, and I hope we can all hang out more often. I really treasure the companionship between everyone at the theater right now. It makes the bullshit we go through not so bad in the longrun.

good times

Nicole made me skip my english class today. I was five minutes late. . . walking to that english class, and she stopps me. wtf?? lol

Saw "Running With Scissors" last night. It was good, though it takes a looooooong fucking time for it to get good. But after then, it was very enjoyable.

So, now I'm in the cafe with two hours to kill before my Anthropology class. Laura Bright is sitting next to me, writing some kind of biology paper about evolution. . . . I'm feeling kinda miserable. Miserable about school and the classes I've skipped.. . about how women NEVER fall in love with me. . . about the toe I had operated on in June and just how fucking long it takes for toenails to grow.

My life is kind of at a stand-still. Cherry Orchard closed yesterday. Mid-terms are over, so I feel like I've got a second beginning w/ my classes. Now I'm sitting in this cafe with two hours to kill, like I did the first couple weeks of school, and I wasn't busy with projects durring this time.

I should go finnish reading that play I started reading before school started. I just wanted to reapeat those words in that sentence. . . I'm really tired, you'll have to excuse me.

hmmmm. . . yeah, tired, confused, bored, sad, with a hint of eager anticipation. Maybe class won't suck tonight.

no, seriously. . . what the fuck???