I got nothing at all done today. I watched the Matrix. Then I watched the Matrix Reloaded. Then I read a book. (For the first time in a while.) Then I fucked around on the internet. Then I called Molly for the math homework, and proceeded not to do the math homework. I still have not done the math homework, and frankly, I don't plan on doing it, even though it's two days' worth. My dad came in at one point and saw me on the computer, and the following conversation took place:
Dad: Have you done your homework? Me: No. Dad: Oh. Do your homework. Me: mumble
This is the extent to which my parents interfere with the school-related aspects of my life. Which is just fine by me.
I'm kind of screwed if I keep up this kind of work ethic for the rest of the year. Oh well. Sophomore slide. Heh. I mentioned something about sophomore slide to Eric the other day, and he said, "My sophomore slide started like, two years ago."
I may or may not have watched the sex scene in Reloaded... a few times. Sigh. You've got to love Keanu. So ridiculously hot. And so innocently stupid. I want to be like, "Oh, it's okay Keanu. I will protect you and make difficult descisions for you. Just kiss me like you kiss Trinity..."
I did this when I saw Constantine too. It was in France, and the movie was in French with no subtitles. Since I couldn't understand enough of the dialouge to understand the plot, I amused myself by thinking things like, "Oh Keanu. You can excersize me any time you want," and, "Feeling stressed Keanu? Would you like to relieve some tension with me?"
Mostly I just like that his name's "Keanu."
So... now that I've permanantly scarred everyone, I'm going to bed. Without a single math problem done. WOOT.
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