nothing to much to update on. the last couple of days i have hung out with mark and we played video games. mainly Conker: Live and Reloaded and Mortal Kombat (not sure which) but its got a tetris type puzzle in it. so that has been fun.

realized yesterday that my 7 page research paper is due on Monday. which pisses me off because that means that Saturday after i get out of work i will have to fight off the very very strong desire to read the new Harry Potter start to finish all in one day so that i can work on that damn paper! ARG! my whole day was planned around Harry...sad to say...i was gonna get out of work at 1, pick up the book from my aunt (yay for discounts), and then lock myself in my room and bite anyone who disturbs me. yep thats right, though the biting may be replaced by throwing stuffed animals at them. it coulda gone either way.

so now i should start working on my paper so that hopefully my plans for saturday can remain intact.

but i will leave you with another forwarded email thing from my mother. read it...its nice!

A man and his dog were walking along a road. The man
was enjoying the scenery, when it suddenly occurred to
him that he was dead. 

He remembered dying, and that the dog walking beside
him had been dead for years. He wondered where the
road was leading them. 

After a while, they came to a high, white stone wall
along one side of the road. It looked like fine
marble. At the top of a long hill, it was broken by a
tall arch that glowed in the sunlight. 

When he was standing before it he saw a magnificent
gate in the arch that looked like mother-of-pearl, and
the street that led to the gate looked like pure gold.
He and the dog walked toward the gate, and as he got
closer, he saw a man at a desk to one side. 

When he was close enough, he called out, "Excuse me,
where are we?" 

"This is Heaven, sir," the man answered. 

"Wow! Would you happen to have some water?" the man
asked. 

"Of course, sir. Come right in, and I'll have some ice
water brought right up." 

The man gestured, and the gate began to open. 

"Can my friend," gesturing toward his dog, "come in,
too?" the traveler asked. 

"I'm sorry, sir, but we don't accept pets." 

The man thought a moment and then turned back toward
the road and continued the way he had been going with
his dog. 

After another long walk, and at the top of another
long hill, he came to a dirt road leading through a
farm gate that looked as if it had never been closed.
There was no fence. 

As he approached the gate, he saw a man inside,
leaning against a tree and reading a book. 

"Excuse me!" he called to the man. "Do you have any
water?" 

"Yeah, sure, there's a pump over there, come on in." 

"How about my friend here?" the traveler gestured to
the dog. 

"There should be a bowl by the pump." 

They went through the gate, and sure enough, there was
an old-fashioned hand pump with a bowl beside it. 

The traveler filled the water bowl and took a long
drink himself, then he gave some to the dog. 

When they were full, he and the dog walked back toward
the man who was standing by the tree. 

"What do you call this place?" the traveler asked. 

"This is Heaven," he answered. 

"Well, that's confusing," the traveler said. "The man
down the road said that was Heaven, too." 

"Oh, you mean the place with the gold street and
pearly gates? Nope. That's hell." 

"Doesn't it make you mad for them to use your name
like that?" 

"No, we're just happy that they screen out the folks
who would leave their best friends behind."

Personal Note:
-R.I.P. Cera-
-Luv ya Loki-