Just so we're clear...

I am sick of the Civil War.

I am tired of writing about the Civil War.

I think Black Friday is ridiculous.

I find something inherently wrong in the idea that we must spend all of our money in order to stay out of the next Great Depression.

I hope to God that my stupid advisor writes my letters of recommendation.

If my advisor does not write my letters, I'm screwed.

I will be poor soon.

I am really freaking out because I am not prepared to be poor soon.

I hate my face.

I am in love with small town functions.

I miss things that I have no business missing.

I don't want things I have as much as I think I should.

I really dislike HDTVs.