My good friend Brandon (too lazy to link) has thing thing in his journal where he instructs to put your playlist on shuffle and pick out the first twenty songs and add "in your pants". Let's see:

Pool Party in my pants
Hotel California in my pants
Robot Theme Song in my pants
Too Much Time On My Hands in my pants
Escaping Nomanisan in my pants
Renegade in my pants
Show Me The Way in my pants
Man Research in my pants
Confused and Upset in my pants
On The Open Road in my pants
Picture Book in my pants
The Lil' Bonus Room in my pants
Valleygirl in my pants
Parklife in my pants
Feel Good Inc. in my pants
Psychedelic Boogy Child in my pants
Addicted to Love In my pants
Coffee and Other Just Desserts in my pants
"I Promised Them Women" in my pants
Conquistador in my pants

Thank god Conquistador was the last one. That made me laugh.

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There is something to look at. Also forgot to say that Gorillaz has a new video and I'm too lazy to link to it, so I'll just link you to my art instead and you can go find the new video on your own. It makes me squeal. The song is eerily catchy, too. GO.

All I've been able to do is sit here, starve, catch up on scanning artwork and ignore a ten-page Critical Reasoning paper that is due in forty-eight hours. I'm eating loads of this Trader Joe's chocolate that comes in blocks as large as my torso. I don't like chocolate that much, and for someone who doesn't like chocolate, this chocolate is just about the damndest most delicious chocolate I've ever eaten in my life. I can't stop. Maybe it's because all I had to eat today was a half of a chicken breast and a bowl of cereal.

This chocolate is really good.

Sin City was seriously the most gruesome film I have ever seen ever.

Today I watched the Camelot song-and-dance scene from Holy Grail about ten times straight, and although I have seen it maybe a thousand times in my life thus far, today it was funnier than it was the first time I saw the movie. I'm not sure why that is, but it can probably be attributed from the massive amounts of genius oozing out of every gaping pore of the film.

Daylight savings time is the devil bringing darkness (or lightness in this case) to this world. I just love losing an hour of time for no particular reason. The whole day felt rushed.

I think I've finally figured out how to make some of my art look good for a change. We'll see how that goes.

I have a long week ahead of me.

My cell phone broke and now I'm using one from about five years ago that loses battery power even though it's not being used, and the version of "Snake" on it is so old that it's the version of the game in which you cannot pass through the walls.

I don't expect you to make sense of anything in that last paragraph.

This chocolate really is the cricket's wicket.

But I'm still incredibly hungry.

Grr.