ahh, so i'm almost out of avoidance mechanisms, and therefore it's time for me to begin publishing things online. i'll start out by blogging, then i'll decide to change the sidebar on my webpage, and while i'm at that, i might as well change the format of my webpage, and then the content will go, and then it'll be 2AM and i won't have gotten shit done on anything but my webpage. it's a vicious cycle. Especially when i have an ihum final project due next week, a final on monday, a problem set due on thursday, an interview in japanese on wednesday. yeah. it's hell week, obviously. mmm...
...mmm, primal scream... primal scream is fun. at midnight every night during dead week you open your window and scream out of it, as loud as you can. it's a beautiful thing, to hear the scream resounding across campus. it's great.
so it's also secret snowflake this week. i find secret snowflake amusing. too bad i missed the signups or whatever. actually, i'm starting to think that it wasn't too bad that i missed the signups, because doing stupid shit just isn't my bag, baby. ah well. Laughing at people doing stupid shit, however, is my bag... so it's all good.

and now, in honor of "dead week that isn't really dead," i give you: "Who needs sleep?" by the Barenaked Ladies.

now i lay me down not to sleep
i just get tangled in the sheets
i spin and sweat three inches deep
just lay back and claim defeat

chapter read and lesson learned
i turn the lights off while she burned
so while shes three hundred degrees
i throw the sheets off and i freeze

my lids down, i count sheep,
i count heartbeats
the only thing that counts is that
i won't sleep, i count down,
i look around

who needs sleep?
well you're never gonna get it
who needs sleep?
tell me what's that for
who needs sleep?
be happy with what you're getting
there's a guy's been awake since the second world war

who needs sleep?
well you're never gonna get it
who needs sleep?
tell me what's that for
who needs sleep?
be happy with what you're getting
there's a guy's been awake since the second world war

my hands are locked up tight in fists
my mind is racing filled with lists
of things to do and things i've done
another sleepless night's begun

my lids down, i count sheep,
i count heartbeats
the only thing that counts is that
i won't sleep, i count down,
i look around

who needs sleep?
well you're never gonna get it
who needs sleep?
tell me what's that for
who needs sleep?
be happy with what you're getting
there's a guy's been awake since the second world war

who needs sleep?
well you're never gonna get it
who needs sleep?
tell me what's that for
who needs sleep?
be happy with what you're getting
there's a guy's been awake since the second world war

so much joy in life so many pleasures all around
but the pleasure of insomnia is one i've never found
with all life has to offer there's so much to be enjoyed
but the pleasures of insomnia are ones i can't afford

my lids down, i count sheep,
i count heartbeats
the only thing that counts is that
i won't sleep, i count down,
i look around

who needs sleep?
well you're never gonna get it
who needs sleep?
tell me what's that for
who needs sleep?
be happy with what you're getting
there's a guy's been awake since the second world war

who needs sleep?
well you're never gonna get it
who needs sleep?
tell me what's that for
who needs sleep?
be happy with what you're getting
there's a guy's been awake since the second world war