Train of thought

Okay, so I have this night class tonight and even though all I really want to do is not to go, I go, and it's snowing and cold and I get to class and Chris (the friend) is there and we spend the twenty minutes leading up to when the class starts complaining, cause no one really wants to be there, and the classroom's really really hot, and finally the prof arrives and spends the first thirty minutes talking about the term paper that's not due for the next seven weeks, and you'd think he'd be helpful except he begins by telling us that what a successful essay really needs is to begin with a 'jazzy title', and you've got to be kidding me- a jazzy title?
So I get home from class, and I do a little beading, and I do a little cleaning, and I think about doing some homework, but I've got all day tomorrow, so I procrastinate, and by then it's getting late, and I have an early class tomorrow, with Oliver (the crush), so I want to look good, so I push the button to turn off the tv, but I've got the remote upside-down (new remote) so instead it just flips to another channel, and there's this movie starting and it's Donnie Darko, and I've never seen it, but I think that Martin (the roommate) has mentioned it before, he said it was really good, which should have been a warning in and of itself, but instead I get interrested, and so I start watching, and now it's really late and I'm going to go to bed, but the movie isn't done and there's this damn scary bunny in it that is seriously freaking me out.
I'm going to kill Martin.