[Adverb] No

So. I'm doing this thing where I make a playlist of some of my favorite songs, and then I shuffle through them and I take the first line from each song and put them together in a poem. Here's what I came up with:

If you look really, really hard,
And pay really, really close attention...

you can see this picture ----->

I stole this picture from Riley's blog.
But, I guess I kind of own it, since it's a picture of me.
So, it's not like stealing....

But. I just wanted to share this amazing picture of myself with all of you.

Because I know how much all of you miss seeing my face.

I can't say that I blame you though.
I'm pretty fierce.

I'm finished with Exams now!
So I've started obsessing over anime and Manga. I've got nothing else to do until everyone else is done with their stuff. Then I'll be playing DnD. And Then I'll be off to Centerville to see mah Friends!!!!!!! I miss those girls. So Much. Then I'll be off to Florida! For 2 weeks. Away from my Friends. Away from Riley. But I'll get to see my Family! And then Cassandra will be there!  So. I'm rather ambivalent. I wish all of my friends lived in the same place. Then I wouldn't be having this dilemma. I would just be happy constantly.
I wonder what that would be like: not sacrificing one form of happiness in order to experience another.
I think I'll be making that one of my life goals. To experience constant and unconditional happiness and to help others experience the same (even though my primary concern will be myself, just like it should be...).

I'm watching a show called Paula's Home Cooking. If you haven't heard of it, you're missing out. It's hosted by one of the most fabulous and amazing women on television: Paula Deen. If you haven't heard of Paula Deen, you're dead to me. Here's what she looks like ------------------------->
Watching her cook is an amazing experience, almost religious. Here are a few quotes from tonight's show:
"Now you don't wanna over beat these, 'cause that'll make the batter tough. And the only tough thing I want around these brownies is me."
"Just get those chicken pieces in that butter...an' let every one of 'em get a bite of it....yeah"
"An' everyone loves them some chicken, unless you're workin' with a vegetarian. But they're on their own. They can just go outside an' eat them some grass" *Note, she said this right before she started preparing Vegetarian stuffed mushrooms*
Paula Deen, if you're reading this, I just wanted to tell you that I think you're wonderful and your hair is flawless! <3

I've recently started using Pandora. I'm kinda behind, I guess. But I've never needed Pandora before because I already have so much music that I can keep myself occupied for years and years; however, Pandora has become essential because I can use it to find more music. More music is always better. So. Here's a link to my Pandora Stations. I hope you all enjoy it. I doubt you will.
On a more specific note (...), I've been listening to an insane amount of The Dresden Dolls. They're amazing. I love them. A lot. And, well, let's just say I can't resist a Piano. Nope. You can listen to their self-titled album here. I recommend Girl Anachronism, Missed Me, and Coin-Operated Boy to start off with.

So. I've been studying my Physics book for a few hours now and I'm still not sure exactly what it is that  I've been reading and I'm definitely not sure how to apply any of these theories for any practical use; however, I have discovered that my book, when closed and laying flat on my bed, can be used as a kind of arena where my writing utensils can stage their tumultuous melodrama!
In today's episode Baron Bic-Nasty returned to his estate from a long visit with his dear cousin. He'd left specific instructions with his servants and he expected for his wishes to be honored. Upon arriving, he noticed that the grounds surrounding his home were unkempt and unpleasant looking. He was livid. He stormed through the front door of his home, screaming for his house servant and her son. When there was no reply, he began searching the house, still screaming for a reply. When he got to his bedroom, he saw that his servant woman and her son were lying, dead, on his bed. The Baron heard soft laughter coming from the corner of his room. Tearing his eyes away from the blood-soaked down comforter, the Baron looked up to see his brother, Bic-Skanky. The Baron stared at his brother in confused horror. With a look of supreme malice and twisted pleasure, Bic-Skanky advanced on the Baron with an already bloodied knife. The Baron pleaded for his life, but his brother seemed beyond reason. Suddenly, the Baron's stable-boy, Leadless, burst into the room and tackled Bic-Skanky! They scuffled for a bit, ending in Bic-Skanky's death.
That's all I have for this episode.
There'll be more since I'm always so bored I give lives and personalities to the inanimate objects around me... 

I'm actually going to start writing in this blog. I'm going to catalog my life for everyone I don't get to see all the time. And for the times when I'm in Florida, well, I guess it's self-explanatory. Anyways. I'll start writing things tomorrow. For now, this is just an introductory thing. To all of my friends who are actually reading this, I love you dearly. I'll do my best to try to keep you interested.