it's 3:28 am

woo yay for never sleeping. i don't even know if i'm tired anymore. i'm watching iron chef america. the guy from ace of cakes is on. the secret ingredients are chocolate and chilies. i hope i spelled chilies right. aaanyhoo. i'm bored and i don't wanna go to sleep yet because it feels too weird to sleep in a room alone! my roommate jess w. is away! even though she's always asleep when i go to bed, she's still here in the room with me. now, nothing! meeeehhhhhrrrr. i'm watching a diet pepsi commercial and i'm pretty sure the song in the background is by the black eyed peas. it's like a rap about loving the planet and stuff. i think he just rhymed "pangaea" with "sphere." wasn't the earth called pangaea like a million years ago? whatever. i'm all for preserving the earth that's cool. but pangaea does not rhyme with sphere. but he said it like "spheaaa" so it was a forced rhyme. whatevs you do what you gotta do. i wanna be a fucking chef. they just cook and make cool shit and they're really good at cutting stuff. i want to be able to move a knife that fast! (not on a person, on food. like carrots.) carrots are little bitches to cut. they fly everywhere. but if i were a chef, it would just be like chopchopchopchopchop tada! i made a beautiful stew! anyway enough about stew. we were watching tool academy before. god, that show is just amazing. oh, it's absolutely terrible. but it's amazing. the men are just such...TOOLS. what an appropriate name. like, seriously, this guy is like, "i take home hmmm i don't know, about 14 girls a week. i got a monday girl, a tuesday girl..." and his girlfriend is like "oh my godddddd hun, that is so not cool." baahahaaha those people deserve what they get. and what they get are irritating haircuts and stds. so good for them. maybe i should make paragraphs. but my mind does not work in paragraphs. the thoughts are all jumbled together one after the other. there's no spaces in between. whatever. if i get annoyed with no paragraphs i'll make paragraphs. this really cool commercial for a beer called "blue moon" just came on. it was like a painting being painted and it was really cool. if i could have one talent, it would be to be artistic. seriously, even my stick figures come out like crap. my sister is sooo artistic, she can draw anything. that stupid bitch. hehe just kidding meesh. but seriously i love art and i wish i could make it! i'm gonna make a world with little kids all around it and it's gonna be my masterpiece. MU HA HA. my masterrrrrpieceeeeee. i really need to do my laundry tomorrow. i'm running out of clothes. okay i guess i'm done here.