Ramblings

So here I am, listening to Stanford's A Capella groups. Wow. I need to get a life.
Regardless of the fact that it IS a Monday night, there are still more productive ways to spend my time. Like masturbation.
Moving on.
So I'm Editor-In-Chief of the paper next year. I can do it, I think. I mean, it's not like I have other things to do with my time. Except for listening to A Capella, I mean.
Why am I even writing this? Things are popping into my head like fireflies igniting and defusing, I can't hold onto any of the thoughts. For example, I had a split-second reflection on Nihilism. No joke. But I guess I just need some inspiration, so this is a plea to you, the reader:
I need to react! I am a reactor, not a producer! I must have something to bounce off of, and that "something" comes directly from YOU and your COMMENTS. SO COMMENT.

But on another note, if you're smoking, do NOT QUIT. It hurts like shit. I find myself needing to throw up all the time, sometimes actually throwing up. It feels like a gnawing on your stomach, and you get dizzy and naseous, and, ugh, it blows. Wish me luck!