Somebody...

Bop.  Bop. 

    I registered for classes yesterday... I secured a full schedule after waiting for over 2 hours to speak with my department head.  There is so much red tape at my college its ridiciulous.

    As a pre-emptive strike against my bouts with insomnia this past week, I decided to go to zi club.  I figured why not.  I think I need to get an Ambien presciption because I can't seem to sleep which is realy unlike me.  When my head hits the pillow I usually fall asleep like a rock but ever since getting back from Pittsburgh it just hasn't been happening.

    A week from tomorrow its Ricky Hatton v. Mayweather.  Go Hatton!  I want to see him knock Floyd off his feet.  If it goes to decision Mayweather will retain his title because he is a boxer, Hatton is the brawler.   It should be a good fight.

    I don't have anything else to talk about. I'm just laying here listening to the first 30 seconds of The Perfect Kiss by New Order (Wear headphones and listen to the start to 11sec mark. So cool). Christian Bale is rumored to be the new Terminator. I wonder if he will mimic Schwarzenegger accent.