"Staring down the barrel of a 45..."

So I've decided that I don't really like aim all that much anymore. Everytime I go on I get IMed by a few different people. People I don't really care to talk to. They IM me and have nothing to say. What ze crap?
I didn't get a credit card. Boo. I don't have any credit so they won't give me any. That really doesn't make any sense.
I most definitely only slept for about three hours. Goody. I blame...work. I'm so used to being up by 7.30. I slept in until 8.30. Woohoo! However I didn't get to bed until almost five.
I miss Nathan.