Between watching the genius that is Joss Whedon once again (plugging Dollhouse, here) and having an incessant compulsion to watch all special features on DvDs, I wish I was an English/Creative Writing major instead.

I get this feeling once or twice a week, but it’s just a thought.

I’m going to drop out and be a foley artist. It’s not like any of the classes I’ve registered for in the Fall are relevant to my track, anyways.

I’m fairly sad that my blog hasn’t seen much action lately, but I’m about to hit up some different layouts/widgets to update the appearance a bit. Looking forward to some shopping and Krista’s birthday tomorrow, and our “February Birthday Dinner™” on Sunday if that is still in the cards. Now, I’m just wishing for the desire to sleep.