This entry is acctually devided into two parts. The first is my normal social commentary chit chat blah blah blah. Basically proving that I am to critical of people. The second part is more thoughts on valentine's day. Ok so lets just start right in. Point one: Today my normal seat in my writing class was taken up because I was late. Why was I late you may ask. Well the fact of the matter is that I am slow and lazy but I am going to blame it on the fact that when I got in the shuttle today I did not know that half way through this ten minute ride they would switch drivers and in the process shoot the shit for five minutes about various subjects. Ok I realize these people are friends and like all friends when they see eachother they shoot the shit but come on. Don't these people realize that there are at least thirty people sitting behind them relying on them to get them to a spacific place on time. There is a time restraint here people.... I was three minutes late and due to that I didn't know what the hell was going on. but moving on. Today was a day where I saw a lot of people who looked like celebrities or washed up celebrities. First of all due to my lateness in writing I didn't sit in the usual spot (some little bitch-ass was in my chair) so I sat by this kid who I dare say had no sense of humor who looked just like bruce cambel. The sense of humor plays out like this. A lot of you are thinking "How can you judge a thing like that just because he didn't laugh at your great wit?" and the answer to that is that I didn't bust out my natural wit or jokes or anything but everyone else in the little groups we were in was hilarious and this massive chin of a kid just sat there. The second were fairly simple there was a girl who say in front of me on trax today who looked exactly like clair danes. She even had that prepetually bitchy look on her face. And the third was this guy down town who looked just like neil young. It was some crazy stuff. So on to section two of this email. The other night I went to the pie at midnight with cat and ashley (cat owed me cash and payed me back in pizza) and there, on the next table over where these two people just PDAing up the wazzoo. It wasn't just a kiss or a stroke on the ass. This was like making out. and then next thing you know it, they where gone. Come on people save it for valentines. Restrain yourself from doing every sex act known to man the week before valentines day and that will make the v-day night so nice. I mean that is what it is like. I read this statistic once that said that 70% of people in relationship have some form of sex on valentines day. That figure seems a bit excessive but sure for the sake of this lets go with that number. ok there is my v-day entry number 2. check back tomorrow for another.