So....how's....stuff?

Colin and his girlfriend are here...which means Single Man has to leave the comfort associated with the big screen TV and retreat back to his room. Need to find something to do that will facilitate the act of sleeping...blogging should do the trick.

I won't update you on my thesis, because there's nothing to update. The start of the NHL and the baseball playoffs aren't helping matters around here, as sports distracts me quite easily and for prolonged amounts of time. Nice to hear some of my classmates are due to wrap (or have wrapped?) up their degree very soon...maybe that's the kick in the posterior that I need.

I bought FIVE CDs this week in a much needed replenishment of my collection: Jet, Evanescence and Pillar (not as good as their previous efforts, but a couple of gems to be found in each, and the price was, pardon the pun, right); Papa Roach (better than anticipated); and the X-2007 Christian Rock Hits compilation (awesome). What's stealing the show for me at the moment is the two songs featured on Switchfoot's website. Both are incredible. I can't believe their new album is being released on Boxing Day (groan...length-wise and date-wise), but I'm sure I can find an advance somewhere on the 'net to do me until then.

I got really blonde highlights the other day. I think I like it, even thought the conversation with my...uhhh...hair professional(??)...sucked. I hate it when that happens, especially when I'm there for more than just a trim. It's not like I can ask her what she does for a living, and I can only talk about myself for so long before I get sick of hearing about me too! And I'm too young to start talking about the weather to total strangers...

I had a Pumpkin Pie Blizzard at Dairy Queen tonight. I think I'm in love. Would I marry a Pumpkin Pie Blizzard? Yes, I think I would.

Okay, my sugar rush has subsided. Until next time...