Life is like a box of chocolates, even ones shipped 250 miles up north.

This day off was well deserved--after spending a combined total of 23 hours at McD over the weekend. Woke up around 12ish, and headed to breakfast. Since it was Monday, I could pick up my package that arrived Friday night. As I thought, it was from Bri. It was a belated Valentine's Day packaged, filled to the brim with candy and chocolate, and a pic of a family of ducks. Aww! I heart you, Bri! Thank you! In the mid-afternoon, Nick came for gaming and we spent 4 hours total playing Final Fantasy 1. Dinner with Julio was entertaining, then Wyatt/Michelle showed up, followed by a certain Ben. After beating up some more "orges" (as Nick so intelligently pronounced), he left, and I watched the all new "Who Wants to Be A Super Millionaire," which looks a lot better than the original Millionaire. Regis is the show. No Regis, no Millionaire. Period. End of story. After watching, engaged in an hour+ phone convo with Rach. I swear, if I was there, I would give her the longest hug ever...she has a hell of a hectic schedule coming up, and being showered in love is just something I have to provide anyway. So Rach, this one's for you. (endless embrace) Yes, you'll have to drag me with you to work. No two ways about it. After getting off the phone, I became rather annoyed when I checked my email...and got my very first flamer review. The thing was...it wasn't a legit review, as in, the reviewer didn't even give me negative feedback on the story, but this was a direct attack at me and mine. It went a little something like this:

From: peanutbuttersunshine (http://www.fanfiction.net/profile.php?userid=487203)

You are an idiot.
A moron.
A cretin of the highest order.
How in the name of all that is Holy did you manage to get into university with
your level of literacy?
Dear god my eyes!
People like you make me want to kill myself because I cannot suffer the fact
that you exist. You are an arrogant, ignorant, retarded, pathetic low excuse for
a human being.
You will never be part of the intellectual elite. Do you want to know something?
I am better than you. I am absolutely more intelligent than you. My arrogance is
justified, and yours is not.
Good Day.

So I sent a "report abuse" complaint to fanfiction.net, and I hope that person burns in hell. Talked to Sarah and Travis for the last half hour, and now it's time for the usual nightly routine...tee hee. So, I close out, ready to tackle 4 classes tomorrow. Until next time, my friends.

Nighty night, all. Much love.