How come I can never seem to go to sleep early? Pfft. I have to write a 4-page essay on The Nightmare by Henry Fuseli. It's a pretty badass painting, I'm not gonna lie. I just don't wanna write about it.
This weekend is gonna suck, much like a majority of my other weekends. My mother is such a doll. I get it, I'm pissy and a tad bitchy sometimes, but hey. She can't win all the time. Oh, wait, apparently she can. 'Cause she can do whatever the fuck she wants and I just have to sit there and be happy about it.
I watched Freaks and Geeks (the entire series). It was awesome. I'm sad it only lasted one season. It was a good show. John Daley is HOT today. He's on Bones. I don't watch Bones. Maybe I should start. Nah.