Sykeobabble

I haven't been posting very much recently. Not neccessarily because I don't have time, but because I can't think of anything to say that will be worth anyone's time. However, looking at the tracker, I realize that even when I don't post, people keep coming back to read. So I figure my pretend psycobabble is appealing to at least a few of you (Even if you are already my friends) and so I'll continue. Last night I went for Sushi with Kate and Rachel. It was a lot of fun, until roe almost made Kate vomit on our table. Fun times. Sushi was, of course, followed with ice cream. I'll be going to the gym later today. Another interesteing tidbit is that Rachel has a toy that can read our minds. Literally. It's a 20-questions game and it guesses everything. I realize it's probably some kind of mathematical grid, but it still creeped me out just a little bit.My homework is backing up on me like you wouldn't believe, and I can't seem to get motiveated to finish it. I think that every college students types that exact sentence at least once a week. We all feel like we're justified in saying it, too. This morning my Mom told me a story about the state of our family when I was about 2 years old. I'm still a little bit in shock. It's odd to be told about things you witnessed extremely first hand. I just don't remember most of it. Very very strange feeling. Okay. I have some errands to run and some homework to put off.