addictive like crack

I seem to have spent about seven or so hours of my day on the couch with the roommates, playing Mario 64. I forgot how insanely addictive that game is, despite the fact that it's not really all that fun, due to the fact that I've played it so freaking much since the late 90's. 

I can already tell that this week is going to suck cojones. I have a test on Thursday (on a book I've not yet read) and my prof has also made a paper due that day, which is super weak. Plus, as is customary of the week before break, it will be slower than molasses going uphill in January. 

Also, Friday has the potential to be the world's most awkward day ever. My dad's friend's (Mike) son (Michael) goes to school here, and Mike and his wife are coming into town to go skiing this weekend. My dad said that Michael might need a ride back to my house, where my dad would the drive up with him to the mountains. And Michael is basically the most awkward person on the face of the planet... and not in a fun way. More like the kind of way that makes me want to poo myself with awkwardness. Yeah... an hour long drive with that kid? Would pretty much make me cry.

Anywho, I'ma get back to Facebook stalking. Business as usual.