10.31.2003
 
Yeah, so I haven't been writing much in either this blog or my LJ...

Blame school. I come home uber-tired (around 6pm... 4 hours after school gets out thanks to all the afterschool-ness) and crash until 4am where I scramble to get my stuff done.

Yeah, I know I'm sick... but if you think that's bad, I went to school yesterday when the students didn't have to attend. So I can work on stuff. Shoot me?

So, for Poser-Demon Day, I'm heading over to Mathieu's lil bash with sis and Mike. Possibly Karen if she feels so inclined to give up an hour or two of Star Wars time. Yep yep.

It could be fun.

I need to buy a coffee maker so I can have more of that loverly Jack Daniels coffee. Who the hell knew they made java?

Two days ago, the big cloud of smoke from the California fires came to Las Vegas. The sun was orange (as in dawn-style orange) for the entire day. Visibility was at about 50%. The moon that night was RED. Now, if the moon had been full, not the stupid 1/8 that it was, that would've been perfect.

And yes, people with asthema were dying from the ash in the air. I was loving the smell of the smoke.

Grandma has gone to the motherland, so I now have practically free reign of the kitchen. Oh yeah!

Boys boys boys should let me take a pic of them because they SHOULD be flattered that I think they're cute. Honestly.

Got the new Rufus Wainwright CD. Sex on a stick. Left my jazz CD in Medcalf's room. Not so much sex, but plenty of frustration.

Right, time to get some work done so I can party hard tonight. Later.

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