Procrastinator.

Mood: same old, same old
Music: Shivaree - Goodnight Moon

So far since I've gotten home, I've had a vanilla pudding and some ritz bites, and spent seventeen minutes organizing my MSN contacts list and the rest of the time talking to Michael and oh, look at this, now I'm writing a blog!
I have a 10 paragraph essay due tomorrow and thus far am five sentances into the introduction. But wait! Don't give me credit yet, because four of said five sentences were written on Sunday!

Anywhoo. I am just happy to report that Mrs. Seibert has been ill the past two mornings, therefore improving my mornings immeasurably. Also, I am collaborating with Mrs. Bergen and a legion of equally cool people (and that's pretty cool!!) and one or two not-as-cool people in running the Sears Drama Festival this year. w00t! I am very excited and enamoured by the script, and have lay awake two nights in a row thinking about it, but cannot post anything as of yet incase of spies, communist or otherwise. So, go away spies - it's our play and you're not having it!!! I have also offered my amazing and highly-sought-after banner-making skillz, so if anyone reading this happens to be in the art department I suggest you lock up your paints now, because I will not be held accountable should they mysteriously start disappearing one by one.

Toodles.