I was just with a bunch of people eating a big cake and talking about what we were going to give up for lent... sacrifices included things from the top of the food-pyramid to self-deprication. I'm going to give up playing Super Smash Brothers on N64 with some other guys, which takes up maybe an hour of my evenings every two days.

So, the owners of the barber shop where Britney Spears shaved her head are selling her hair for $1 million. Today, Dave G and I decided that they could make 10 barbie-sized dolls and give them Britney hair and sell them for $50,000 each. They'd have probably 5/6 of the hair left over and already have $500,000. With the rest, they could sell in individual locks, or maybe weave it into a drink coaster, or maybe a small bracelet.

I'm going to work on not saying "like" so much. I think that maybe before I do that I need to work on explaining myself better verbally, because consciously trying to take "like" out might just give me something else to think about and make me stumble more in my speech. That would be truly ironic.

So, lately, I'll be thinking about something and then think, "You know, it'd be cool if I had a blog, because then I'd write about this in it." Well, I decided to get a blog. I'm not sure if it will last, but it'll be pretty cool if it does.