9:07 P.M. Tuesday night. Nothing much is new, although I just got caught up on my email. I've decided that my website is being put on hold for a little while. I haven't updated it in a bit and the thought of updating it rather stresses me out because at the moment I'm too lazy and tired to add tourdates and whatnot. I need more sugar... but I'm too lazy to get up and get something. I randomly wrote a one paragraph essay on the book of Exodus. Isn't that interesting? My knees hurt and I don't know why; I think the cause was overuse at basketball camp, though. Thank God for Chris Wood. He's my hero because he's sending me a bunch of music. The reasons for this being that a.) I don't currently have a music downloading program and b.) he likes good music. Also, c.), he is kind enough to send it to me. The one condition being that I refrain from sending him any more cards. Tomorrow is Wednesday. Interesting how time just flies by when you're having fun. I feel a bit overwhelmed about finishing the book I'm reading, Insomnia. I have about 500 pages left and only about 7 days to finish it. I don't want to renew it again for fear of the librarians hunting me down and gutting me like a fish. Sorry, Grinch flashack. Anyways, I don't really have much left to say except that I'm changing my voicemail message and that I don't know what I'm going to say yet. I'm sick of putting music on it because it takes forever for people to be able to leave a message, the audio quiality is very low, and it gets repetative after a short amount of time. *Deep sigh* I'm such a nerd. I have one last thing to say before I leave. I have to say that I have come to like old school punk (like the Ramones). Goodnight, folks.