Problem Attic. Insert witty tagline here.

I want a fun love
I want a (play)fights and arguments love
I want a get-punched-in-the-arm-for-being-a-smart-arse love
I want a call-each-other-names love
I want a sarcastic love
I want a laughing love.

I also want a quiet, comfortable love
I want a “how’s your day beenâ€? love
I want a talk for hours love
I want a sit-for-hours-without-needing-to-talk love
I want a fall-asleep-together-on-the-couch love
I want a real love
I want a lasting love.

[UPDATE 3/11/04]: Due to popular demand, I’ve opened comments on this post. But please, keep it nice. If you want comments [re]moved from other posts, let me know.

Hopefully I’m not too late to apply…

1. People are stupid.
2. Just when you think people can’t possibly get any more stupid, they do.
3. Sometimes the stupid person is me.

Or “Why not to go overseas as a single person.â€? Read it all…

Maybe it’s just the end-of-year study burnout, or not enough sleep, but my mind is pretty much non-functioning. Please excuse the lack of meaningful posts. Regular Programming will resume in a few weeks, all things according to plan.

Why do we say “at 6:30 pm,” but “on October 15?” Why is it “at noon,” but “on Monday?”

Is there some logical reason? Is there some significant difference between dates and times? Is it just weird? Is it just me?