The house has been awfully cold as of late, particularly in the evening when it's dropping to about 69 degrees upstairs. I wake up in the morning to find that it's 60 degrees in my room. Consequently, my toes have been cold. So very, very cold. The fact that utility prices will be up 50% this winter isn't helping the matter.

"So go put on some socks, dork."

Common sense is overrated and I'm working on being a rebel in the stupidest way possible.

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The college application process isn't so bad at the moment. I'm hoping I'll be accepted into at least one of the UCs of my choice instead of ending up at Santa Cruz--which isn't to say that I wouldn't want to go there, but I'd prefer to be on one of the other campuses.

I've been checking my SAT score compulsively. How much would it suck if I reported a 750 on math but ended up adding my score up incorrectly? Uh, GG, Abby. Thanks for coming out. Maybe I'm just being a little paranoid that I'll make some minor mistake that will end up invalidating my entire application. Maybe my personal statement will be dull and boring, or too outrageous or pompous, or too long, or too brief. If that be the case...maybe I could pick up on that freelance artist idea.