Waiting Around

School was okay today, even if the day drove me nuts. Went to the post office and sent fifty dollars off on what’s probably a long, slow journey—hell if I know when those people will actually process it and unlock my access to whatever I’m waiting for. But that’s how it goes.

Back home I worked on cutting the Prague video for a while until Mille came over. We went to Feneberg and then back to his place where he had One Piece running on his PS2. It’s decent enough. Meanwhile I still haven’t decided which console to grab next generation—Nintendo Revolution or the PS3. I’ll get to it. Probably just pick the one with the better commercial at this point.

Heard the new Pussycat Dolls song. Pretty good actually.

There’s this feeling I get sometimes where everything seems a little too scripted, a little too perfect. Like I’m living in someone else’s movie. You ever get that? What’s even the word for it?