Fucking right. I’m hav­ing another mug of savory Hong Kong style milk tea. I wish they just made this stuff in cans, instead of hav­ing to go to make it every time. Of course, I bet that too much of this would be dele­te­ri­ous in some way or another.

John broke up with Julia today. Quite the big news. The inci­dent clos­est to this in scale within the last year for both of us would have to be him win­ning in the SAC elec­tions. At one point, Julia actu­ally called me, and wanted to know what I knew. It felt a lit­tle awk­ward. Omertà.

I’ve been neglect­ing Moby Dick lately, and I always feel guilty about neglect­ing my lit­er­a­ture. Sometimes I feel like it’s the only pro­duc­tive thing that I can do with my life, since it’s one of the only things that I actively do to improve myself. It’s some­thing that I just for­get about some­times, when I’m caught in the midst of mid-terms and assignments.

I’ve even been neglect­ing a lot of games. I haven’t played any Supermario Sunshine, Eternal Darkness, or even Neverwinter Nights lately. The most game time I’ve been get­ting has been in class with my GBA. I’ve lost touch with my gam­ing roots. It’s like I need a new gate­way game to suck me right back in again. I really enjoy SMS and Warcraft 3, to be sure, but noth­ing that really cap­tures my atten­tion for more than an hour at a time.