This room is freaking freezing; my hands are more numb than usual. I’m about to break out the gloves. I’m already sitting around in a sweater.

I now have, thanks to Dad, a wireless access point (so I can surf on the Zaurus anywhere in the room) and the Casio digital camera; I put up some photos of my room earlier. I’m listening to Gwen Stefani’s new album which I bought on the way home today for $13 at K-Mart.

After showing those photos to Trin and Candice, I got these responses:
(17:55:33) Trinity: what a mess!

and

(18:24:31) Candice: holy crap.
(18:24:34) Candice: do you ever clean?

Hmph. It’s not like my room’s that messy. I mean, I can see the floor in most places and everything!

I don’t want to write that composition for Spanish, dang it, but it’s due tomorrow. It’s short, only about 450 words, so it’s not a big deal, but I just don’t want to write it. I’ll probably put it off until later tonight. I may go get dinner soon.

(18:31:15) Noir: what do you call those things that have plugins/
(18:31:16) Noir: ?
(18:31:30) Trinity: what?
(18:31:45) Noir: those THINGS! with OUTLETS!
(18:31:49) Noir: they’re like a bar with plugins.
(18:31:52) Noir: damnit, i can’t think of the term.
(18:31:53) Trinity: i dont know!
(18:31:55) Noir: yes you do!
(18:31:57) Noir: you use them!
(18:32:03) Trinity: what are you talking about?
(18:32:11) Trinity: a thing with a bar? wtf?
(18:32:30) Noir: goD!
(18:32:35) Noir: it has outlets!
(18:32:42) Trinity: s power strip?
(18:32:44) Noir: EYS!
(18:32:46) Noir: ARR!
(18:32:47) Noir: thanks. :D
(18:32:54) Trinity: lol.