Listening: to my brother's clicking, keyboarding, and occasional grunt as he kills people via Internet. And rain.
Playing: I'm not a multitasker <---- spell check, y u mark tis wrong?!
Mood: sleepy. And bored.
Drinking: my saliva
Birds are eating my mom's "holy rice" lol. I'm Buddhist, or something along those lines, and we use uncooked rice to hold those sticks that we burn and use to pray and whatever. And today, before I started to rain, the birds were eating the rice. Whether the rice was holy o not is unknown; me and my bro have this joke were we call things related to religion/church/temples/praying holy. I need yo do homework...