Murdering time.
Time for another nap. If I'm actually going to be able to attend the two out of school/work activities I want to, thoes being Capoiera and Garou, then I need rest, even if that means doing it in a darkish corner of a bench at SFU. I'm starting to get used to naps, though they have proved to be a very large waist of time. It just kills me that I don't have enough energy to clean my room when I want to. Though today has been better *to bad it has to be spend staying awake at school... so ironic*.
Tim. I'm planning on invading your house on Thursday afterish, class (which ends at 2:30). A small bird has told me you are working that day... any idea how long?
And are there any volenteers to kill time with me until Tim is nolonger working (for going home would be stupid and I still don't have a key for the new locks... grr)?