तेरे'स अ मन वेअरिंग अ रेनबो फ़ाठेर बोया...

So, I'm sitting here in the cafeteria eating my "lunch," which is comprised of three disgusting yet supposedly healthy tortillas (small in size) and some peas and carrots. Oh, and of course some yummy apple juice. I have class in 26 minutes, which means I might not finish writing this blog before then, but I'll save it as a draft and finish it in math class or at home. Depends on whether that hick takes the seat in the back of the classroom next to the only outlet in the room. Ass. He doesn't even need it. You would think that if I weren't able to use my laptop in class then I might actually pay attention. Nope. I hate that class. I just sit there and doodle, write, borrow Taylor's Mac, which has a battery from the heavens where outlets aren't required to use a modern piece of technology for 2 minutes.

You might be wondering, or not, what the play count on those two songs from Crazy Heart is... 145 for "Brand New Angel" and 144 for "The Weary Kind." Yes. Lovely songs. Still cannot find the chords to "Brand New Angel." Hang on, maybe someone on ukulele-tabs.com answered my song request. Nope. But of course, somebody took the time out of their day to figure out the chords to "I Got You Babe." What is wrong with this world? Ahhhggg!!!! Oh, and I found out that they're making a sequel to Tron... I watched the trailer. Pretty sure I saw David Bowie... or something. Look at them trying to make Tron all modern and shit, but they can't resist putting an Iggy Stardust creature... that does magic. This whole thing is magical.

Ok, class starts in 15 minutes. Gotta finish up here, check last-minute internet things and such. Wow, I actually kept my word and wrote two entries for today like I said I would. How strange. It's easier to keep my promise to my internet journal than it is to Carole when she asks me to not leave paper plates in my bedroom... huh.