The One with the Skyrockets in Flight, the 4AM Delight

Okay, so it's 3:40AM and I'm bored, right? I shouldn't be bored. In fact, I should be listening to a Psych iLecture and taking notes to catch up. Wait, if that's the case then I should be bored. My bad, I shouldn't be procrastinating. Yes, that was it.

Anyways, there went the second semester, just like that. I swear, those fourteen weeks just went by faster than The Flash on crack. I'm not sure if crack actually makes you go faster, but lame metaphors aside, I could've sworn that it just started yesterday, with me groaning and bitching about how I don't want to be back struggling to stay awake in some cramped lecture seat again. But lo and behold, here I am, plonked comfortably in my chair, hammering away on my laptop. Since last Wednesday (I was actually supposed to rock up on both Thursday and Friday, but I couldn't be bothered going since I only had one lecture on each day; spend an hour-and-a-half to get to the city for one 50 minute lecture? No thanks.), I've had too much time on my hands and not too much to care about.

Oh, almost forgot. I have exams. Must've slipped my mind. I've got Psych up first on the 14th, and so far I'm completely and utterly unprepared. Hooray! I've been free (pretty much) since Thursday, and I've done not a lick of work. That can happen when your brother buys an Xbox 360 and doesn't really want to play it yet because he doesn't like the game you bought. As such, it's all yours, for the time being.

Final score: NBA 2K7 - 23476896; studying for exams - 0.

Anywho, so I was in quite a pickle today, right? I realised that I needed to get a move on with my studying. Hell, I probably needed to get about three or four moves on at the rate my exam revision was going. So what did I do to remedy the situation?

I watched Anchorman. Oh yeah.

Anchorman rocks. Me and the guys were cracking up about it over the weekend, and seeing as I hadn't watched it in an age or three, I decided to put it on. It's also the reason why I've been listening to Afternoon Delight for the last 40 minutes or so.



Brian Fantana: Don't get me wrong, I love the ladies. I mean they rev my engines, but they don't belong in the newsroom.

Champ Kind: It is anchor*man*, not anchor*lady*. And that is a scientific fact.

Brick Tamland: I don't know what we're yelling about!

Brian Fantana: You're with us, Ron, what do you think?

Ron Burgundy: [shouting] She... Sh... It's terrible! She has beautiful eyes, and her hair smells like cinnamon!

Brick Tamland: [shouts] Loud noises!



Brick Tamland: Yeah, I stabbed a man in the heart.

Ron Burgundy: I saw that. Brick killed a guy. Did you throw a trident?

Brick Tamland: Yeah, there were horses, and a man on fire, and I killed a guy with a trident.



Brian Fantana: They've done studies, you know. 60% of the time, it works every time.
[cheesy grin]

Ron Burgundy: That doesn't make sense.

Brian Fantana: Well... Let's go see if we can make this little kitty purr.
[snarls]



Brick Tamland: [while coughing] Cough. Look over here.

Brick Tamland: [spoken] Excuse me, Veronica?

Veronica Corningstone: Yes? What is it, Brick?

Brick Tamland: I would like to extend to you an invitation to the pants party.

Veronica Corningstone: Excuse me?

Brick Tamland: [struggling] The... party. With the... with the pants. Party with pants?

Veronica Corningstone: Brick, are you saying that there's a party in your pants and that I'm invited?

Brick Tamland: That's it.



Brick Tamland: I love... carpet.
[pause]
Brick Tamland: I love... desk.

Ron Burgundy: Brick, are you just looking at things in the office and saying that you love them?

Brick Tamland: I love lamp.

Ron Burgundy: Do you really love the lamp, or are you just saying it because you saw it?

Brick Tamland: I love lamp. I love lamp.



Thursday's shaping up to be a doozy, mainly because Jackass: Number Two's coming out. Hooray for all! I've been watching the box set, as well as The Dudesons movie, as a way of whetting my appetite. Still, I need something else, so TJ and I are hoping to film some stunts on Thursday before actually watching the movie. Awesome.

Final note: I need a haircut. I've currently got a love-hate relationship going with my 'do. On my good days, when I actually wash it, I quite like it. It's long like it used to be three years ago, but looks a lot less vomit-inducing, in my opinion. But, other days it just seems oily and annoying. I think seven months is a long enough time to go without a haircut, plus the process of growing it and getting frustrated trying to make it look presentable was actually kind of fun. As such, the cycle begins again, with me having short hair and living in constant paranoia (if you've seen how thin my hair gets when I keep it short, you'd understand why).

Hmm, 4:16AM. Anyways, later days!

- marty..

P.S. Pulling the puzzles apart. Or not. You know, whatever. Just gotta roll with the punches, I guess. *shrugs*

END COMMUNICATION.

...I love lamp.