Eurgh.

Sometimes it really amazes me how much snot the human body is able to produce in a day. Eeyuck.
No yoga today. I was too sick and Danica's knee was too sore and I slept all morning anyway and skipped philosophy class.
Dammit, I hate being ill.

genius.

In honor of...absolutely nothing at all, I give you:

( penslammeter )

olympic commentators

my roommate and i are sitting here being olympic commentators on the skating...
mostly consisting of stating that the skaters are all really cute. also v. athletic. also, unlike ballet dancers, mostly straight. *snerk*
also:
a) belgian skating to pirates of the carribbean! (...and i recognized it two seconds in...)
b) frenchman skating to ronan hardiman (lord of the dance)! (and this one? even faster...)
c) i like the canadian, the bronze medalist. (also v. cute. and really into his skating, that's nice.)
d) plushenko: untouchable.
e) evan: vancouver, baby. vancouver.

is it wrong that we're sitting here drooling over the skaters? yeah, probably.
(haha..."we should be olympic judges!"
-"yeah, well, fifty percent of our scores would be based on how cute they were."
-"so?")

in other news, my cold is stubbornly sitting in my upper nose and refusing to budge. dammit.

in other other news, i did so little homework this week that it's laughable. i can blame it on the olympics, or on being sick, and partially that's true, but mostly i'm just lame. right now, though, i don't care. olympic skaters!