Welp, I don't think I'm going to do D & D tomorrow, or ever again, really. I have a HUGE program due on Friday, and I'm not very far along, thanks to the H & S paper I had to write at the beginning of the week which I would've written it over the weekend, but I had radio scripts to write then. I'm so busy this week, I forgot I had a radio midterm yesterday, and did pretty damn poorly on it. I just don't have 8 hours this wednesday to do this.

And I got to thinking, I probably won't be able to go next week on spring break either, because I don't want my parents knowing why I'm going out. My mom would freak if she knew I met people from the internet. And no, I couldn't lie about it. 1) I suck at lying and 2) there's no good lie to tell. I never go anywhere, especially 8 hours at a time. Also, I have C++ tests random wednesdays during the semester, that'll cause me to miss.

And then I was thinking, dammit, I'm always going to be this busy for the rest of the semester. I'm always going to have half a C++ program due on friday. I'm always going to have a radio project every week. I'm always going to have a media writing project every week. I'm going to have assembly language programs in H & S due soon. I have a TV PSA I have to shoot soon. There's no way I'm going to regularly have time to do this 8 hours a week. So I'm going to leave a comment on the guy's site to the effect of, "really, I'm not blowing you off. I just didn't realize how little time I really have until now."

Have you ever noticed that when I have a lot to do, I blog in short, frequent bursts bitching about how much I have to do, thus making the time I have to do these things shrink? Yeah, me too.

But I can't stop. It's like, my escape, I guess.


Anyway, I just noticed that my WinAmp playlist right now is all british bands (Idlewild, The Coral, Aqualung) except for this one oldie glorifying the confederacy (The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down/Joan Baez) I like the song, not the message. And it's weird, its not straight up for the confederates, but still it mentions how the guy's brother was killed by a yankee. So, yeah. And this other song (Over My Head/Semisonic) from a soundtrack to some crappy-ass Freddie Prinze Jr. movie. Well, I've never seen the movie. But it has to be crappy if it's got FPJ. It's like a rule that he can only make crappy movies.

Anyway, i wonder if all of this says anything about me.

All the playlist is missing is some booty bass, bay-bee