I feel like writing, but then I don't want to. This is not only weird, but annoying as well cause Adam finally stopped fighting with me about a plot. Of course, I had to promise there would be no fluff.

I'm still far too thrilled with the dance and the kiss and the hand holding anyway. I'm ignoring everything else that happened in Recreation. It makes life more fun. Also, YAY! JoA got picked up for season 2! Now if only they'd add Chris and Becky to the opening credits...

Oh, and Chris is gonna be in a movie out in March that's The Girl Next Door. It's not bad enough that I wanna watch Freddy vr. Jason, it's not bad enough that I have plans to go watch Win A Date With Tad Hamilton or that I actually watched Don't Tell Mom The Babysitter's Dead the other night. Oh no, now I must go watch a movie where the plot involves a porn star. All because I am an obsessive nut. And Chris is really cute in the promos with the fencing. I need serious professional help, yo.

Managed to get out of going to the club with people I either don't like that much or don't know at all Friday night, but then they said we were trying to again this weekend cause everyone else cancelled too. sigh. I'm gonna have to just give in and act like I'm someone my age for once, I guess. Still, have no clue WHY they invited me along since they don't like me either. Things to ponder, I suppose.

And I don't get how this friend thing works. Can't figure out if I'm supposed to know these people before I friend them or ask or just go for it cause I read their journals all the time...

Eh, I'm just gonna go make wallpapers.

It's cold! If it wasn't cold, I'd be hyper with all the bouncing, but since it's cold I'm just trying to stay warm. Why, yes, my world is fun.

Adam and my muse have conspired against me. My fingers are frozen and there are far too many stories to read on the internet. Also I'm so far behind on my e-mails I'm afraid I've started offending people. This fic is never getting done.

Iconage! Or something...