On my 10 point scale, I've been holding steady at about a six for the past couple days. I'm not entirely sure why that is, but it is. I'm just feeling eh. I've been getting headaches often, and my back and neck are sore. And that just blows. Not so much a good thing.

My brother was hit by a drunk driver a while back--he's fine--but through a snafu with the insurance company, a towtruck dropped off the totalled vehicle at the house today. I'm seriously weighing the consequences of going out there with a baseball bat and working the carcass over. The neighbors would think I'm psycho, but would that really be so bad? I immagine a car would be a most righteous thing to beat the crap out of. The thing that is really stopping me from doing it is I'm not entirely sure who's property the car actually is at this moment, and I'm not sure of the legal and practical consequences of unleashing a little whoop ass. Sometimes it sucks being a libra.

In other news, my little brother got an Xbox--this nasty little creation by the evil, evil Microsoft company that you can play games on--and I'm addicted to Halo. Don't worry too much. There's just one video game every few years that captures my attention. I play it hard for a month or two and then I don't really touch the games of video for another few years.

I really don't want to stay at home tonight. But I really don't want to go out. Where does that leave me?