So if you read this tonight...and you're not doing anything...you could call me or something...

I think I have officially gone crazy from boredom.

I am completely out of things to do. I stayed up until 4:30 last night reading The Host (I highly recommend it), and I therefore slept in until noonish. So you'd think since my day was already so much shorter than usual, I would have plenty of things to keep me busy. Not true. I've already folded all my laundry, burned CDs for Steph, taken a stab at editing the music video we filmed last night, read bits of The Chocolate War and A Sweet Far Thing, did worksheets out of my old French textbook and reviewed all the tenses, read my organic chemistry textbook for next semester, went to the mall and bought a politically charged T-shirt and a bracelet, wrote a blog post (see below), played Zoo Tycoon, made myself lunch, swept my floor, cleaned my bathroom, put away all the aforementioned laundry, made my bed, checked up on my finances, took a short nap and listened to not one, but TWO Bill O'Reilly podcasts.
And then I ended up dancing around my room like a psycho because I honestly cannot think of anything else to do. Given a choice between being so busy I'm stressed and having absolutely nothing in the world to do, I'll take the stress.

I think I'll go get a redbox dvd and watch it by myself. :P