Space Cakes '010!

Whew, glad that cocktail coma is over! I went into excess (but not INXS) and ended up trying to negotiate a stairwell upside-down. I now cannot sleep. I have one of two theories:

1. When I hit my head it unlocked some dormant mental function and now I will live the rest of my life without need of sleep, fully unlocking my potential.

OR

2. Those three days I was passed out count as 6 8-hour sleeping cycles, which means that I will be crashing like a Cessna come Saturday.

I also have resolve! This semester isn't a premeditated disaster, as previously predicted. Fucking alliteration, I sound like Oscar Wilde! Anywhew, it turns out that I haven't used up my second chance at this school yet and will be able to stay on for this semester (or so they convinced me of over the phone (it was probably to get me to hang up (it was busy in the office so I called))). What will I be taking? I don't know. Will I finally be able to move on with my life and meet up with the girl whom I desire to couple? I hope so. Will I ever beat that Yakuza mission in GTA2? I fucking better!

Oh, I also think that I want to be a DJ, or an MC, but not MC DJ or DJ MC, because that would just be really really gay.