A couch-work lemon (making less sense than the original title that was here)

Ahh, another day of lounging around. Video Games and leftovers make a horrible, horrible situation for me. I really have nothing to do. I soon will unpack items for college and repack them, but I’m still looking for a big box to shove everything into. I've saved my files from my laptop to a CD just in case I lose them and need a reference to papers I wrote last semester. Because of all the food, there's no need for me to cook. Which sucks. One of the things that I missed in college was the ability to cook for myself. I'm not sure if I have the abilities to scan the Christmas pictures on this computer and might have to use my laptop instead.

Here's a good sign for me. My mother has commandeered my digital camera. That means only one thing. I think it's almost time for me to have a new digital camera. BUT it's not like it's totally necessary, as long as I have a digital camera with auto timer. You know, so I can take pictures of myself for my website (narcissist!).

I also don't understand why Blogger has never updated my profile. It says that I have only a certain number of posts and that my last post was in august. That and the comments. I don't know where they disappeared to. (Looks down) Wait a sec. Here they are! Yay! I'm good at html! Who am I kidding; I'm blaming this on pure luck and good reading skills.

So getting back to my day of rest (among my days pf rest) I watched Hero today. Very visually pleasing. My dad sorta stepped in at one point to watch, but he had to shower for work. And right as 1:55 hit, he was downstairs and looked at me, "Is it over?" Unfortunately for him it was. The story was a little convoluted to explain to him. But I liked it. The colors. The multiple storylines that was actually the same storyline but a lie and then and assumption of what actually happened and then what actually happened. That's why I couldn't explain it to dad. But I think he liked the visual candy too. He's not such a big fan of Chinese movies that prove that the Chinese can fly and walk on water. Speaking of my dad. I think he wants to have a mass at our house for Thanksgiving. That's thinking a little early right? But then again, when does he really think religiously? I mean he talks to me about celebrities and how they shouldn't talk about a) Religion or b) Politics. But I’m digressing (as usual).

I'm gonna have to recruit my sister for our non-annual discussion panel for the Grammy's. If you are reading, we're gonna look at a lot of categories, if you want a look I’ll give you the numbers: 1 to 8, 15, 16, 20 to 25, 28 to 35, 79 to 81, and 106. That's 29 categories out of I believe 108-ish. And that’s a lot.

I feel like working out, I’m going to my Dance Dance Revolution and dancing for a good 20 minutes. It tells me that it's about 2 miles, or like 2000 jump rope jumps.