Here in your bedroom...

So, we got a network set up at my house and now there's a cable modem in my bedroom. I officially declare AIM permanently on--so leave me many messages.
I've been listening to Nirvana Unplugged, and its so depressing. Poor Kurt Cobain, with his stomachache and his psycho wife and his heroin addiction.
I've also been working on my amazon.com wish list. I went to my recommendations page (stuff I would like based on my wish list), and all the books were either creepy Fight-Club-esque things or lesbian love stories. All the music was crazy shite--why would I like the Stone Temple Piolts?
I have 50 bucks (maybe 49 by later) and I will later go shopping and mom says I can buy: pants, a new flannel shirt, a band shirt or (godforbid) an actual long sleeved shirt.
Huzzah, I'm getting a new flannel shirt.