At the moment, I am very close to yelling at some people. There's a ton of people in Sarah's room (right next to mine) watching Walk The Line, who will not shut up. And someone keeps hitting the wall so I can't even go to sleep. I've tried blasting Mozart from my room, but I'm not wanting to keep Momma and Daddy up if they're in bed already. Lord knows all the people in that room don't know how to appretiate The Marriage Of Figaro played loudly.

I'm know playing all the Josh Groban in my iTunes library, which is every album he has. Mi Mancherai is currently playing. It's a beautiful song, and they don't have a clue how much so... The losers.... A man with a voice like Groban, singing in Italian, is better than anything I've ever heard. Hands down.

Well now I'm just plain angry. I hate the world and everyone in the next room.