It was a wrong turn, alright.

Kind of been in a black mood this evening. Maybe it's the fact that all I'd really like to do is play my ps2 game and all of a sudden I can't because my schedule is suddenly, magically full after weeks and weeks of emptiness. Why wasn't I playing my game during those weeks when I had time? Because, my friend, one treats vast periods of restless emptiness the same way we treat everything else: we take it for granted. It is in our nature.

Went to Lesley's tonight and we watched "Wrong Turn." Entertaining little film, although never have I seen a film with less character development, even among horror films. It's your standard fare; nubile twentysomethings in midriff-baring apperall getting dismemebered. (Isn't midriff such a good word? I like it!) good quallity time with Lesley was had. Going out with her and Dean Saturday night to celebrate Dean's birthday. Not too jazzed about it since it'll be them and a bunch of people I don't know, but I don't want to be rude by not coming, so... *shrug*

Tomorrow night it's off to rehearsal again.