*yawn*

I'm bored.

Really bored.

Can I go back to drama practice now? Or anywhere, for that matter? I could technically do homework, but I don't really feel like it. I could also practice clarry... Don't want to. I was reading for a while. I'm out of new books, so I'm rereading Trickster's Choice. I should have gotten Tamora Pierce's new book while I was at Barnes and Noble. Oh well. I shall get along.

I never realized how tasty water really is. I was really thirsty just a few minutes ago, so I went and fetched my water bottle from the fridge. Ahhh. Refreshing! It's almost gone though. This makes me sad. If I refill it, it won't be as cold and refreshing.

Yes, I realize that I need a life. I did something useful. I read through the script that is now mine (I even licked it to claim it) and wrote in where we'll need lighting changes and such. Must learn how to work buttons in bat cave... I straightened it up today, and sorted through the lights to see which ones work and which don't. So, you see, I actually did something that's part of my official job. And something useful. I got to use power tools! Sara and I both with power tools, in close vicinity to one another... Dumb? Nah. We're still alive.

Kelly Clarkson music is fun. "He's so beautiful... Such a beautiful disaster..." I'm singing along loudly. My mom hasn't told me to shut up, so that's a good sign. Not too off-key! Odd. Two Kelly songs came up in a row on shuffle. What is the probability of that? Don't care.

Lonely... So lonely....

Whoa, something just popped up on my screen. That shouldn't happen. Or was I just seeing things? When I start seeing snakes, it's time to lay down... Hahahahaha.

Look! I'm about to leave a secret message!
Hello, Pat! Why do you always lurk and never comment? That's creepy, you know. People might think you're stalking them.