Stealing is Believing

Recently I figured out that my DVD player, attached to my television, has gone out. Sooooo in light of that development, yesterday I decided to steal my brother's DVD player. For about ten minutes I managed to convince him that I bought the DVD player from a garage sale for $100. Gotta love nine year olds. In celebration of my "new" DVD player I have been holding a Weeds marathon. I love that show. Anything about a pot selling suburban mother is my cup of tea. The writing is great and the acting is awesome and the guy who plays Silas is dreamy (yeah this is 1950, what of it?). And the forth season comes out on DVD pretty soon and the fifth season is starting in May. Must get ready.

Okay so I have a story...
Last night I was at Claire's house for like 5 hours. Got home at ten thirtyish, did some homework, and overslept by three hours. Woke up at ten thirty, my class started at ten. Yay college. I was yelling obscenities and brushing my teeth at the same time. That's talent, right? The entire situation made me buy an alarm clock. I'm hoping it's money well spent seeing as how I've already thrown away the receipt.

Thatcher