Eh, blech. I've done nothing productive over the break, which is kinda sucky, since there's a whole bunch of stuff I want to do that's semi-productive, if I think about it:

• design website
• read atlas shrugged
• read something by noam chomsky
• read tale of genji
• watch akira
• learn japanese
• write a novel, or songs, or something
• learn to play bass guitar

And I'm sure there's a whole bunch of other stuff, if I could only remember it. Damn faulty memory. And I forgot to eat dinner, too...

I did, however, do some small bit of homework tonight (the only thing I've done all week), so I guess I don't feel quite so scummy. I should, though. I haven't done very much homework lately and I'm sure my grades will reflect it, but for some reason I don't care enough to try and do the work.

Oh well. Interesting moment of the day: During lunch out, my mum dropped a piece of food on my dad's arm, and they both just looked at it. I, having just gotten a mouthful of water but not swallowed it yet, and also thinking this was hilarious, spray all the water out at my dad. He gets soaked. Hooray.