i was just thinking about what i said yesterday — i actually did skip class to read a book. does that make me more of a bad kid for not going, or more of a nerd for reading? what a paradox. you might say i’m a puzzle wrapped in a riddle wrapped in an enigma. if you were the riddler, anyway (and if when given a riddler prompting you think of jim carrey instead of the excellent riddler from the animated series, then i pity your batman background. you can do better.)

moving on…weather.com told me just now, at 5:30pm on february 22nd, that it’s a chilly 82 degrees fahrenheit here in lovely downtown los angeles. what the hell is going on! it’s supposed to be WINTER. i was sweating today, coming back from class. it’s fucking february! now as some of you in wintry places may be saying, “quit your complaining, i slipped and fell on ice today” or “i’ve been wearing a sweater since october, shut your face brian.” i, however, put forward this detail: my sense of time is being entirely scrambled by this june weather in february. i get the feeling that we’re on summer’s doorstep, having somehow left out spring this year. but i don’t have a summer job, a place to stay this summer, or a host of other things figured out for the post-junior-year phase. i feel like i’m not ready for it to be right now. but since right now isn’t what it feels like, i guess everything is alright for now, then?

i’m just confused and unhappy. i want a damn winter. it hasn’t even really rained either, and last february it rained probably 25 days out of the month. i’m very concerned about all of this — in a way only a very specific combination of final fantasy X and root beer can help put to rest.

to the batcave!