Mail, mail, mail..

*sing-song*
Mail, mail...
Waiting for email from Jeremy...

"The sun is a mass of incandescent gas,
A gigantic nuclear furnace,
Where hydrogen is built into helium
at a temperature of millions of degrees."

"I never lift a shovel in my entire life
my entire life
my entire life
I never lift a shovel in my entire
and that's a rule o' me

Turaluraladdy, as I waste the day away
I waste the day away
Oh, I waste the day away
Turaluraladdy, as I waste the day away
and that's a rule
and that's a rule of mine
Posers. Hookers. Aye, sir."

Jeremy is coming home soon. Jeremy is coming home soon!

Sushu made us pot pies with leek and chicken and celery and cream of chicken soup today.
They were physics-defining and tre tasty.
Happy happy leek!

"Around the world. Around the world" ad infinitum.
Modus apparandi?
Deus ex machina?
Raison d'etre?
par excellance?
"Escaflowne. Escaaaaaaa-aaaaa-aaaa-flow-ne"

"The sun is hot. The sun is not
a place where we could live.
But here on earth, there'd be no life without the light it gives!"

( This is mostly just me singing and rambling... )

Hmmph.
My expiriment of obcessively hitting the Refresh on my Inbox is yielding me nothing but email from my TA about my Civ final... I had hoped it would procure mail from Jeremy for me.
I hate it when things don't realize that the world is supposed to revolve around me, it's so...
inconvienent.
ya know?

Alright, yesterday was wallpaper browsing night, tonight I must find something else to waste my time with.
*cough*
And I know you're all tired of it already, but still...
Jeremy come home!