Mental note for the future: Apparently when my father says "We'll go out for dinner after your brother's game", what he really means is there's no food in the house, he took the only car, and he'll be back in 5 hours so have fun. *headdesks repeatedly*

My mom is only going to be gone for 3 days, but they're going to be three days of "Sara, why aren't you smiling NO SERIOUSLY WHY ARE YOU IN A BAD MOOD I'M BUYING YOU FOOD JUST LIKE I PROMISED".

I'm going to randomfangirl29's house tomorrow, though. We will watch "So You Think You Can Dance" and "Bad Day at Black Rock" and drink Mountain Dew. It is going to be glorious. :D

(I wrote this last night at 3AM. That's why there's a lack of coherence. ;) It wouldn't post until now though. My feelings on SPN are still the same. I think I'm gonna watch it again right now)

So I just got back from Iron Man. :) We decided about midway through tonight that we wanted to go; tonight was a beautiful thing. It was a fitting way to say goodbye to someone I've lived with for about a year in the geekiest possible way. Plus, through a stroke of luck, we got our tickets for free (THANK YOU KATHERINE. SERIOUSLY. ELIZABETH. GIVE YOUR SISTER SO MANY HUGS FROM ME). It was awesome. Words cannot express how amazing I thought it was. :) Go see it now.

( Unfortunately, it made Supernatural extra pale in comparison )

This paper is literally going to kill me.

I'm blaming the internet. It's too distracting with it's "Oh, look over there! Dancing polar bears! Oh! Oh! 1000s of clips of The Daily Show! OHOHOH! LOOK AT HOW ADORABLE JARED IS AT EYECON!"

This LJ post brough to you by the letter P for Procrastination and the number 5 for how many days ago I really should've started this paper.