It's 1:30am, I should be going to bed because I need to wake at 8am for my ridiculous math class, but I'm NOT!

My mind is on summer, which is just about one week and about 10.5 hours away. Haha, I've got myself weedling down the hours. I guess I'm desperate. It's so close I can almost reach out and grab it. Dang you, you sexy, tantalizing tempter.

PLANS! Lo! Behold, the list of leisurely productivity!

1. Clean, re-organize, redecorate the room.
2. Paint shoes, paint canvases
3. Broaden my banjo abilities.
4. Make some funny videos. And songs. I've been inspired by FOTC.
5. Write a song. 9 years of ukuleling and nothing to show for it! Bah! If I don't do it this summer, I fail life.
6. Dance party it up. Bring the funk. Boogie down.
7. Lose 20lbs. Actually, technically, it's 17lbs, but if I say 20, I might reach 17 easier. Trick my mind into tricking my body.
8. Read books! Gotta read the rest of Jane Austen's books. Finish up The Other Boleyn, read that "Second Mrs. Darcy" book that I'm apprehensive about, finish Crazy Love. I want to read Screwtape Letters and other stuff off the pen of Mr. C.S. Lewis. I gotta get my hands on some good Christian reading too.
9. Speaking of Christian reading, READING MY BIBLE MORE would be a really good one for this list.
10. Surf like a mofo! Gotta get some quality water time in this summer. I'd like a new board too, but I think that's wishful thinking.
11. Bon fire. Never done it. I'm thinking this summer's a good time to try.
12. Cook Indian food. I've bought all these ingredients and looked up all these recipes, and again, nothing to show for it! I really have problems with not finishing what I start. I wanna learn to make naan. Ooh and pita. OOOH and hummus. I guess I should add Greek food next to Indian food.
13. Get a summer job. This one's kinds iffy. I don't know if I really want a summer job, but if the right opportunity presents itself, I'm pouncing.
14. Turn 21. Rik and I have plans for this one. The birthday party is going to be a) a crazy dance fest, and b) I'm going to have myself a little alcohol. No drunkeness, though. :) WHOO! I'll be able to get into any concert!
15. Hike more. I've been dyyyying to go on the Kahana Valley hike. And I've been wanting to try some new ones in Hawaii Kai. This'll help with #7.
16. Speaking of Hawaii Kai, I'd like to go to logs and jump off that bad boy. There are always too many people there.
17. Oh and about surfing: night surfing. Must. Gotta. Have to.
18. Camp up by the Castle C. I've been dying to do that since I've been told it's possible.
19. Hang out with my long lost friend Mr. Bryan Johanson. I miss that guy like crazy.
20. Take a trip. I don't think this is too likely to happen, but again wishful thinking. I love hopping on a plane in anticipation of going somewhere out of the norm.
21. Watch stuff, by which I mean movies and things. I bought the Darjeeling Unlimited which I haven't been able to watch yet. Actually, I'm going to make a mini list for self-reference:
          -Darjeeling
          -Everything is Illuminated
          -Spirited Away
          -Finish Summer Heights 
          -10th Kingdom
          -Lemony Snicket's
          -Tracey Fragments
          -Bottle Rocket
          -Rocket Science
          -Hot Rod
There are probably more that I can't think of now. But, this Xanga entry is re-recordable. Hah.
22. Go salsa dancing. I miss the twirls and spins and dips and excitement. I even miss the friendly old men (and by friendly, I mean that in the way that is absent of creepiness, because most of them are genuinely nice).
23. Make an instrument. I want to construct something, somehow, that creates sounds. And not just a noise maker but something that has pitch accuracy and notes. This should actually be moved upward on this list.
24. Add more things to this. I'm not satified with a 23-item list summer. I want more meat!!

It will come.

Have you ever tried to describe the word "itchy?" I'm not talking about like how wool is scratchy and irritating against skin, but that sensation you get after getting bitten by a mosquito. That tingly, ticklish feeling, like a feather brushing your skin, or like sand spilling, several grains at a time, onto a tile floor. Imagine trying to describe it to an alien or someone, who's never felt it before.

And another thought: If someone has an itch, is it physical or a psychological? Ok, so I know that bug bites are physical. There's a chemical reaction between the bug's saliva blah blah blah blah. But what about those random itches that happen for no reason? The ones that you don't really notice until your hands are occupied (wet nail polish, holding a crapload of boxes) and you can't scratch them, and you need to scratch them, and all you call think about is scratching, and your fingers move in a "scrunching toilet paper" motion, and the itches get so ridiculously itchy that ripping your skin off in that one area seems like a good idea for several seconds. Then, you finally scratch and it feels super good, like a skin-gasm of some kind. Meanwhile, all the skingasms, "super goods," and endorphins get released in your brain, and for that moment what would have normally, in a non-itchy period, caused your epidermis a bit of discomfort and pain, chases away all those irking tinglies, and sand-hitting-the-floor's.

And take a moment right now and think about how retardedly satisfying scratching an itch really is. You enjoy it. Your fingers taking control of removing the unwanted, ridding you of that itchy son-of-a. The itch flees from your fingers, dissolving and dissipating, away from the surface. Your skin is probably taking some damage, depending on how hard you scratch, but who cares, because it feels so...freaking...good.

Now, because you get so much satisfaction from curing this mini-irritation and removing the temporary insanity that took over your thoughts for a few seconds, imagine what your brain's going through. Here's something where it can offer a small problem and then offer a small solution, and get great and pleasurable rewards. So a couple seconds later, that ever-so-familiar sensation returns.

And I think this is why I have eczema.

Halloween was kick'n. The Kooks were definately awesome.

Obama's going to be our new president. I don't really know if I'm excited or not.