It's... FRIDAY!!!!

*pukes due to happiness*

Wow, how awesome is it that the weekend has finally arrived?

I didn't have to go to school until 11:55 this morning because my mom ate the manipulation serum that I slipped in her pancakes and told her to let me skip first period. However, I only slept until 8:30... damn me.

Last night, I celebrated the demise of America's most irritating sitcom by ritualistically slaughtering a lamb. No... I didn't, but I think that would have been wonderfully symbolic. I was disappointed to hear that the last episode didn't have anything to do with the six morons being tricked into joining a cult and killing themselves for Jesus.

I'm on the cover of the Weekender... as a cow... eating soup. Julia had a picture (that was in last year's article about empty bowls as well) inside of the paper, and Cheri and Nick (whose classes I'm in with her) were complimenting her on her picture. They didn't notice that it was me on the cover. However, this was before I knew about it, so I failed to bring it up. My sister passed by it on display at the high school, paused, took a second look at the cow on the cover, and grabbed a copy as to publicly humiliate me.

During school, I suggested to Theresa that we have a practice today. "Oh. I thought I told you. We're having one at 4:30 today..." So, Anja and I went. Anja was really pissed at T-Rez, so it was quite entertaining to drive with her. We practice at our new drummer's house. She's good. The drums make everything come together nicely. Anyway, it was exhausting as hell and when I got home, I slept for an hour.

Nothing going on now. Talking to people on IM occupies most of my nights... lonely nights...

*pisses pants*

Good night.