So I've decided that no matter how important statistics is to my future, I just don't care enough about it to put any effort into it. That's my wonderful sunday night revelation. I just can't force myself to do it. Oh well, life goes on.

I'm a little paranoid about the whole SARS affair. I mean, I know there are a zillion things out there that can potentially kill you and this is just another, but for some reason this one has made me far more nervous than normal. This morning I woke up with a sore throat, and I had a moment of panic, not even thinking that it could possibly be from the fact I've been singing like a maniac, especially on my tour last weekend.

One of these days I'm going to figure out how to do something with this blog, to put something new and exciting on it, to think of something new and exciting to write. But for now, nothing. I'm currently out of thoughts, sitting at my computer listening to Ben Folds. Now that's some great piano. He rocks.

I think I had a wierd dream last night, but I can't remember it. Wow, that's really exciting Emily. I'm such a complaining bore, see, even as I say that I'm complaining. Ok..My resolution from March 30th : Don't complain!

There, that should help. Goodnight all.