Sucked: You know the whole thing with "don't think about a pink elephant?" I have that, only the elephant is short, brunette, and has a fairly nice body. So, y'know, not really elephantine at all. Seriously. It's distracting, and since I have the social skills of a gnat I'm reasonably sure that I won't have the balls to do anything about it short of an engraved invitation.
In summary, Sucked: Teenage angst, and I can't even blame it on being a teenager. Twenty-year-old angst doesn't roll off the same way. Also, a better summary: I am the socially retarded king of the nerd-boy crush. And now I am bitching about this like a whiny sixteen-year-old instead of keeping bullshit in my head. ****ing retarded.
Rocked: Tomorrow is Friday. Also, I'm in a good mood.*
*For reasons of hormone overdose, which brings me back to adolescent bitching. And yes, I realize that I said I was in a good mood after bitching for two paragraphs. I'm ****ed up in the head. But I really am in a good mood.