This week started out on such a good note. It's Prison Break!Monday, it's cold (relatively speaking), I've got my car, and I had Einstein's for breakfast. All positive things. So naturally, I was feeling in a giving mood today.

As I'm leaving the Reitz parking garage (I didn't have a decal until about 10 minutes ago), I rolled down my window and gave the ticket to the woman that was pulling into the space after me. I had already paid for a full day and it saved her $5, so I was like, "Yes! I have done my good deed for the day." As I'm leaving the garage, some guy smacked the back of my car and I was like, "WTF?" I just figured he was pissed that I blocked the walkway. People here are crazy like that. I was like, "Whatever," and I kept on driving. Well, the bastard ran in between parked cars and jumped those cables that divide the rows and fucking stopped me on the other side. So I rolled down my window and was like, "Yes?" And he was like, "Do you know that's a $20 ticket?" And I was like, "What is? I wasn't speeding." He was like, "There's no transfer of tickets. It's posted on the sign twice." And so I tried to look at the sign, but 1) the fat-ass was blocking my view and 2) I wouldn't have been able to see it anyway because I was too far away at that point. So I looked up at him, all innocent, and I was like, "I'm so sorry. I didn't even see that." And he was like, "I'll let you go with a warning this time." And I was like, "Thank you so much..." *rolls up window and starts to drive away* "...you bald, fat-assed son of a bitch."

You do not even know how pissed off I was. And how fucked up is that? I was just trying to be nice. This is why people in general suck today. Because if you try to do anything at all nice for anyone else, you get nailed on a technicality and end up getting penalized for it. Who's going to be at all caring or considerate if they know they're going to get reprimanded for it? I just don't understand the problem. I paid for the whole day. I could have left the car there all day, if I so desired. Why should someone else have to waste $5 unnecessarily? I was going to get a $20 ticket because of a measley $5 parking pass that, again, had already been paid for.

The system is completely corrupt and morally bankrupt. Congratulations, UF! You really are teaching your students how to function in the real world.

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T-Bag makes the ultimate sacrifice to get his hand on Westmoreland's millions, while Lincoln says goodbye to another loved one (Nov. 13). If this means LJ, heads are going to fucking roll.

I'm an awful person. I forgot my favorite cousin's birthday. I mean, not completely. I remembered a few minutes ago, but it was after 11, so it was way too late to call him. And I can't even remember if he's turning 12 or 13. I suck. So I just sent him an ecard and I figure I can call tomorrow, after my new fucking phone finally gets here. It's not excusable, but hopefully he won't be too pissed.

So I was feeling badly, and I decided to check on some fics I've been following to see if maybe any of them are complete yet. I was going through the list and one of them finally was, so I was like, "Yes!" I started reading it and quickly realized that it was something that had managed to squeeze through my screening process. Now, with PB, a person has to be very careful about the fics that they read. If it doesn't specifically state the ship that one follows, it shouldn't be read, because PB authors come up with some pretty fucked up shit. They're worse than HP authors. Anyway, I'm reading this fic, and it turns out to be a Michael/Lincoln/LJ. WTF, people?! I'm emotionally traumatized. I hope you're happy, whoever you are. You've added about 15 years to my psychiatric stay. I'll be sending a bill.

Is it really that much to ask for a simple, fluffy Michael/Sara? It's karma, I know it. Karma is angry that I forgot Sean's birthday. I'm being punished because I suck at life.

Okay, so my mom decided that our cell plan sucked and she switched it... 5 minutes after calling to inform me that my phone would no longer be working. I was like, "Thanks for the heads up!" So that's what's with the no phone issue right now. I don't know when I get the new one; she said she'd overnight it to me, but knowing my mom, it may not get here until next week. I just hope it's not a piece of shit. I love my phone now; it lets me drop it in puddles and out of car windows and down flights of stairs and still continues to soldier on. If Cingular didn't suck so badly up here, it would work perfectly. I'm in mourning.

Moving on. I just have to say that fanfic/spoilers are the former IB student's acid. Really. I waste so much valuable time with those beautiful but useless things. They're addictive. Like caffeine. Which I have only had from a cherry pepsi so far today (I forgot to grind coffee beans again last night). It's just not cutting it. Back to my rant. All of my fan!girl dreams have come true. And if what is going to happen happens when I suspect it may happen, I will be pretty much unbearable the week of November 6 and thereafter.

OMG! It's cold! I had to wear a long-sleeved shirt today! You really cannot grasp how incredibly happy that makes me! And I think I'm going to start doing my hair more often, because it's straight right now, and I've gotten several compliments today. The first time it happened I was like, "Oh, you're talking to me? Thanks." It was weird.

And wtf is up with Fox? I understand postponing airdates for shows that clash with the baseball timeslot; they can't broadcast two things at the same time. But Prison Break doesn't clash. They're rerunning Subdivision tonight and Buried next week. And again I ask, WTF?! If they can air the show, why aren't they? The episodes are filmed because spoilers are out. I know. I've read them. And as a result, I'm that much more eager to see the episode, which I can't because the studio execs at Fox have their heads up their asses. Bastards.

The pics of Went and Dom at Cannes, though... *swoon* They're so incredibly gorgeous it's painful. Really. It's not fair. There's one pic that Went has his arm around Dom. So cute! And several with him pointing at the camera(s). I don't think the boy can take a bad picture.

And this song - totally fits into the MiSa ship from either perspective.

I just read an interview with Wade Williams, and I have to say, I rather like him. He's quite entertaining. He's actually like Robert Knepper in that respect. I love to hate both of their characters, but they're both surprisingly level-headed. And opera! My god, Wade Williams sang (sings?) opera! I was floored when I read that. Who would have thought?

On another note: Terikia, you suck. Big. Huge. We're talking Monica Lewinski suckage here, okay, and she sucked Clinton all the way to the Supreme Court. So you must suck pretty fucking hard, huh? You know what I'm talking about.
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Entry 2
I officially have a new aspiration for my life. I want to be the person who shaves Wentworth Miller's body (his whole torso) and applies the tattoo. If I could do that, I would die happy. I would probably die happy while doing that...

My day was ssoooo just made!

Prison Break Monday has totally not let me down this week. I am in fan girl heaven. Seriously. It was amazing.

I'm surprised that there wasn't more speak of it on the threads, because this was a big deal. BIG DEAL! Michael/Sara all the way. And, to make a perfect situation even better, Nika showed her true bitchy colors. Heaven. I've been saying all along that she's a bitch, but no one believed me. People actually liked her character. They were defending her tonight as she slutted it up with Bellick, saying that she was just trying to help Michael, but I knew better. Oh, yes.

And the Michael/Sara love. Sigh. They're made for each other. I got all teary when he started crying. It was beautiful. They are so ending up together. It's only a matter of time.

The Lincoln love is pretty intense right now, too. I don't know how much longer they're going to keep his shirt unbuttoned before the thing falls off. Anyone care to wager? Either way, it's all good. And Tweener was looking pretty nice, too. The towel was a nice compliment to his torso.

Mahone and T-Bag are both starting to lose it... 2:31 clip from "First Down".

Today was very interesting. And exhausting. I joined the Rugby team. Go me. I thought I was going to die, though, in the beginning because of all the running. I can't remember the last time I went running. It worked out, though, and I was fine once we started doing drills. I had actually talked Bella into going with me, at least the first day, but she got there and was like, "I changed my mind. I'm going back to the dorm." It wasn't quite that simple; there was some protest on my part and more out of her, but that was the gist. It's actually a good thing that she didn't go, because she would have killed me. I came home covered (not an exaggeration) in grass and sweat and mud. There was dirt in my sports bra when I took it off, and seeing as Bella's not exactly an outdoorsy, athletic, let's-run-around-beating-the-crap-out-of-each-other-and-get-filthy-doing-it type of person, I can imagine how thrilled she would have been once practice started. Picture the end of Carrie, and magnify it about ten times. She's really serious about those nails.

I can't wait until Monday. I'm counting the hours. I want the season 2 promo poster. It would be totally perfect right next to my season 1 poster. I could stare at those two perfect specimens of human being all day long and feel absolute contentment. Now I really can't wait until Monday.
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SECOND ENTRY OF THE DAY
I'm really starting to lose it. Monday needs to come. I read this article (attached at bottom of entry) online and I just snapped and started yelling at my computer about how Jennifer Love Hewitt was an evil whore. Thank God my suitemates weren't here. Darya walked in like five minutes later. It could have been very bad. I think part of the problem was the icons that I've been looking at. A lot of them - a very surprising amount, actually - said "He never cared," somewhere near or on a picture of Sara. At first I cursed through gritted teeth at the computer, but the more I saw, the angrier I got, and then the JLH article and bam anger. OF COURSE HE CARES! HE'S MICHAEL! WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE?! JUST LOOK AT THE ICON!

Jennifer Love Hewitt was so attracted to actor Wentworth Miller during the filming of an episode of Ghost Whisperer she instantly wanted to kiss him. Miller, best known for starring in Prison Break, played a deceased soldier on the show and Love Hewitt was so taken with the hunk she longed to change the script so they could enjoy some onscreen romance. She says, "It was impossible not to want to make out with the dead guy. As soon as he walked into the trailer, I was like: 'Now, how do we kiss the soldier?' "Wentworth was so talented and beautiful. He's an old-fashioned Clark Gable-type movie star gentleman. "He's the one person I wish could've been a regular on the show. I'd have loved it so much every day."

*curses more under breath*

Watch this. It's awesome.

Apparently there is someone else on this earth who thought that the oragami crane that Michael gave Sara was important... a code, perhaps. We shall see. Classes were alright today. Bio is so fucking easy. We went over hypotheses and "If... then..." statements. What surprised me more than that was that people actually had questions about it. I think that says a lot about public education in Florida. Or lack thereof.

I have come to understand that tychoelite was bitching about my lack of internet, and I have to say, it was not my fault. I was am just as pissed as she was. And we used Bella's internet anyway. So there. And Teri, you totally do go online more than I do. Don't try to deny it.