Babbling

I suddenly realized something about my sleeping schedule: I woke up approximately around 2:00pm in the afternoon on a Sunday. If I were a religious person, I would've missed church right about now. I'm not obligated to apologize for my actions other than laziness and not getting into bed before 4:00am -- and watching VMars.

Lost is an amazing show. The pilot episode freaked me out royally. Jurassic Park meets Lord of the Flies meets Treasure Island; this show is awesome. I love Jack, Kate, and Charlie. Loving Shannon/Boone. And Vincent, their mascot.

That is all.

Edit: And unsurprisingly, I have mistaken this day to be Sunday when it really is Saturday. Exhaustion and summer boredom do absolutely no good for my memory...I can't even keep track of what day it is! *headdesk* I need to go somewhere, and take a relaxing vacation. Oy vey!