I feel like going back to some old habits that I broke years ago. No, this isn't where I come out and confess that I'm a smoker, I don't do that stuff.

No, it's not that sort of habit.

I think I want to go back to playing Dance Dance Revolution. Don't ask why, but I've gotten this urge recently to go back into that stuff. Arcading and all that. Hell, getting a home pad isn't even a bad idea, I wouldn't mind that either. But I dunno. It's been a while, and I'm outta shape. Maybe this could be part of a workout regimen, where I couple this with eating right, so I can get fit.

In other news -- I have one of these bad boys.You all probably already know anyways, but I got a DS Lite recently. I'm slowly amassing a collection of games, and staking out Wi-Fi hotspots near my frequent hangouts. I love it, but if only that alarm clock and all that came with a daily planner. Every portable stylus thing should have a daily planner. Man, then the DS would be like the greatest thing ever.

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It's a little weird being the one of the few out of all my friends to be ending as early as I am. A bunch of people I know are at Vanier and Marianopolis, and they've got exams or another week to kill in school. Whatever, it's almost over, it'll be fine. I've got three months worth of stuff that I'll need to catch up on with everyone I haven't seen.

I feel like I'm half dead. In the past 48 hours, I've only slept about 8. I'm something of a zombie right now, but it'll be over soon. Tomorrow, for all intents and purposes, is my last real day of class. One last in-class essay to do for English, but then that's it. I normally have three classes sthat day, but -- holy shit I've gotta find something to do besides going back home. Being home really just translates to doing nothing, which is what I hope to avoid. Shit... I'm dozing. This is such a bizarre feeling. I figure I can keep this up just so long that I don't start hallucinating. It sorta happened last night, I thought I was seeing bugs.

Do I wanna get on this metro? Nah, no seats. I'll head to the end of the station, there's always space there.

So I managed to type out two 1000 word essays in an hour and a half. I feel like a superhero or something. It was pretty fucking awesome, blazing through them like that. I like it when I get a rush of creativity like that, it's alway so--hey, someone I know. Gotta run.

Scribbles from the notebook
7:15PM
I just tried my hand at writing out a short story, but it just isn't panning out. I can only commit for something like that for just so long. But right now, I'm writing to stay alive. See,I'm at work now, I've got fifteen minutes to kill, and unlike other days, today is going by so painfully slow. Business numbers -- and people with no VCRs -- line my day, and because of that, there are no surveys being done... not that it matters, as I'm still getting paid. But still. As one of my co-workers used to say, "The dialer gods aren't with me tonight."
7:45PM (On Break)
I was gonna go over to Al-Taïb tonight, but it didn't really pan out when I realized that more or less every day this week, pizza's been dinner. So instead, I went for the quick and dirty Big Mac. I'll probably walk a bit of the ways home tonight to get it out of me.

Time just slips right on through when you don't really pay attention. I got home from work at around 10PM and decided to play around a bit with Wing Commander 3. I don't realize it right away, but by the time I call it quits, it's 11:55PM and I've got class in 8 hours. Damn.

I guess I've got reason to not be sleeping right now though. The story's simple, I fell asleep at work. Yes, I fell asleep at my desk, while calling people to do surveys. I figured it was about time, my fatigue was bound to catch up to me. I'm glad that a couple of things that could've happened didn't happen, like me getting caught, or me snoring, all that embarassing stuff. But man, that'd be pretty funny if it did.

"Eric. Eric!"
"Hmnhm? *wipes drool off*"

It's probably around here that I would get a stern talking to, but my arms hurt, so I won't bother around with typing that out. Needless to say, it'd involve office equipment fights and a computer monitor crashing onto the street. Picture it, it's a sweet mental image.

So what's new with me? Not really anything. Single again. *thumbs up*

Beyond that, there isn't much else to talk about. I have a new gadget. The DS Lite now has a near permanent spot in my bag. It's so great to have, it's like having one of those nifty Tricorders from Star Trek, minus the ability to point it at things and have it tell me whether it's alive or dead.

I haven't really played my guitar in a long time. I get a good couple of hours in now and then, but it's exactly that, a couple of hours. Of course, it's spread out across a day, so really, it's only a few minutes. I think it's mainly because I don't have any sort of goal to play towards. There's no talent show that I wanna play, there's no gigs in the future... I don't really have a purpose like I did in High School. What should it be now, to score some women?

Yeah, no...

Anyways. I'm out. Hopefully this is the (re)start of a regular thing.

You have to watch this video. Bollywood does it's take on Thriller.

Yes. BOLLYWOOD. FUCKING. THRILLER.