Red light, Green light.

Things are starting to slow down now, so I guess I'll take this time to blog. :]

What is on my mind now? Let's see:

The fingerprint scanner program I just installed for my, yes, you guessed it, FINGERPRINT SCANNER! Sweet, delicious taste of AMAZING. Now I can log on using the mere oil on my index finger. Of course, I just need to watch out for crazy people looking to amputate my finger in order to get into my system. Not so good. Hopefully no mobsters know my name.

[sidenote- you can add videos and not JUST images to here! Blogspot freaking rocks!]

Valentine's Day (also referred to as Singles-Awareness day to *ahem* those currently not listed as "in a relationship" on the most notorious love match-maker service known to Generation Y, facebook) may be one of those day invented by corporations like Hallmark in order to make revenue in between New Year's and whatever holidays are in March, but the concept of it is really endearing. Sure fat babies in diapers aren't the most romantic, but it's the thought that counts.

Lunch is really an unhappy time for me when all I have is diet yogurt, or whatever crap that non-fat stuff is called. I am a carnivorous beast and deserve real food. Dare I say it and risk being labeled one of those college-aged teeny-boppers, RED MEAT 4EVA! I like mine rare to medium rare. UGH, now I want pho. Greattt.

Blogging tags/labels are freaking awesome. I swear, this functionality was built as a way to stimulate my creativity. It soothes the soul and makes your blogs feel complete.

Referring to a real princess as Mulan is so racist and beneath you, Jasmine. I don't quite believe it myself. Stop being a woman-hater, and realize that I am, like Avril says, a "MFing princess".

Love is one of those emotions that disgust me. Really. Whether it's a family member or a significant other, love just isn't love unless there is hate to compare it to, and we can do with a little less hate. Does that mean we'd have to sacrifice a little love in the process?

Biblical references are quite meaningless unless someone else realizes it's from the Bible.

I am currently listening to Alanis Morrisette's You Ought to Know, and MAN, that girl has it down. I mean, if talking (instead of, oh, I don't know, SINGING maybe?) is what it takes for a song to be radio-worthy, well, I don't know if I'm ready for this. Really, she doesn't sing at all in this song. Her voice changes from talking to screech/screaming.

Okay, more work. I'll continue this later.

CN