Oh dear...

[evilhippo]

If ever there was a living definition of stir crazy, it is me tonight. Holy goodness and golly gee. What the freaking heck? I need something to do so badly. I mean, I've spent the last half hour wandering the internet trying to figure out if there was anything to do with Citan in Xenosaga (which there isn't, until the second one... which doesn't exist yet). A bit obsessive, yes... but it was my first RPG. And for some reason recently I've had this horrible thing with cartoon characters that really makes me wonder if I should get my head examined. Egads, what is wrong with me? Perhaps it's almost-19 hormones gone horribly wrong. Lack of stimuli here at the UofC, I guess. Then again, it's not like there's any real lack of dorky intellectual guys here. I just don't know any of them. Gah! For some bizarre and un me-like reason, recently randomly the thought that I'd better find my husband in college because afterwards it's slim pickins has been popping into my head. I don't know why it's there... but common sense says ignore it. Dear goodness, I don't need to get married. That's just a load of social crap.

Oh, and Googlism is rather amusing, sometimes. Hooray for abrupt transitions! Now, I need something to do!