Not only is today ~Friday the 13th~, it's also 10-13. How awesome. Is that. And in our math homework due today, we had... thirteen problems. Dun dun duuuun.
And I'd just like to add to my never-ending list of tests and projects another Peace Studies project, and a Geometry quiz on Tuesday. Joy and bliss. I don't mind the quizzes/tests much, but the projects are murder.
Random of fact of the day (which, I'll say again, is ~Friday the 13th~): You can add yourself to your own friends list. and I even made a category just for myself! I enjoy wallowing in my loser-dome! (Is that a word? No? Meh. If the president can make up new words, so can I.
... Not that I'm endorsing anything the president does, mind you.)
Oh, and something I find funny about the archive calendar list of all my entries... you go waaay back to August (because that was so long ago) and look at the number of entries I had each day- the list is something like this: "1... 1... 2... 1... 2... 1... 1... 1... 10... 1... " Hee.
In other, more sobre news, FBEye has been killed officially- and replaced by a not as amusing, but just as obscure show. I think it's about Kung Fu or something. Anyway. But I watched FBEye right up until the end. I think what I will remember most about the show is the way Jack followed Sue around like a lovesick puppy. Because when you get right down to it, that's pretty much what he was. Poor kid.
It really wasn't a bad show, though. Sure, it was cheesy- but a lot of the humour (the intentional humour, that is) was pretty clever, and the characterization wasn't half bad, for the most part (ironically, the most unbelievable and least developed character was Sue Thomas herself, the title character and, as far as I know, the only one actually based on a real person). Sure, it got dangerously close to 7th Heaven territory at times (God!Mentioning), and the "romance" was a joke (but really, what romance isn't?), and... meh. I'd still buy DVDs, if they ever make 'em. It really wasn't a bad show. Even though I made fun of it mercelessly. But really, what do you expect from someone who MSTs Nancy Drew books for a living?