Skinny Blog.

YES. It is Autumn. Today was beautiful. I hung out with Nick and ended up seeing The Social Network with him at a late hour. It was a brilliant movie. Very good acting and writing. I also brought Richard S. Grant, the round plush raccoon i have to see it with us. Me and my dad have been going on these randomly-timed drives lately. I enjoi them. We just go to interesting places I haven't been or a place with nice scenery, and have some Colas. Or, i have a cola, he has an Iced Tea. So far, we've driven down 724 and into Birdsboro, through a rainy day in Lancaster, down all the way down 23 and near Downingtown and Owen J. Roberts and Marsh Creek, and Paoli and Home Depot. It usually is very nice visuals and i just like long drives and i was bored one day, so I initiated the first trip, to Paoli. I hope it continues. I will hopefully being doing the same thing with Joette(former girlfriend of Michael) way down 724 and into Amish country this Sunday, if the weather and our plans conspire to take us down the road of adventure. Homework is getting a bit stressful at school. Just a bit. I got a cold today when i woke up. Mostly sore throat and some congestion. Me and Nick tried to see a football game tonight, but it turns out there wasn't one. Gina and I will probably be talking on the phone tomorrow, if i can manage that. (for the first time, you see). And i just recently talked to her slightly older sister yesterday for the first time in person, for we both talk on facebook frequently. So those two things are nice. Dr. Strangelove is also another good movie. I am now interested in Peter Sellers's acting works. I now write two-page long diaries in my Study Halls(once in Math class when i had a lot of time left) about my personal thoughts and what's going through my mind, basically. It has never felt this good to talk to myself through writing. I always thought it would be hard to write a diary, because you'd know no one else would read it. But now, it's come to the point where i don't care who sees it, i just need to tell something my deep thoughts, even if it is just paper. I guess getting the important and interesting and happy and sad thoughts in my head onto paper where i can see them is what gets me addicted to that. And i get to read my crazy morning thoughts at a later date.