Holy Cow. I love fall days such as this.

It's warm. The sky is blue. The few clouds are puffy and white. The leaves are pretty colors. It is perfect weather for sitting on a hammock and napping because there is nothing else in the world to do. Too bad there is always something to do in my life. I just want to sit and enjoy the wonderfulness of today.

What a welcome break from the dreary cloudiness that has opressed us for the past week! I'm so glad that the gross, constantly hazy/foggy stage is now gone. It was mondo depressing. Maybe I have that seasonal depression thing. It would make sense- my dad has it. He gets really cranky when it's dark and cloudy outside.

Next week is a week of finally finishing things for me. Tuesday marks both the end of the campaigning for political office as well as the completion of my first scarf (deemed the Kerry-scarf). I am so glad that the race is almost over in the political department. It has been very depressing and long and wierd. Also, I will be glad to wrap up the knitting of my scarf. It holds many memories and it is getting pretty long, but I am getting sick of the color. Time for a change. Next project: knitting Nancy a scarf for her Birthday. Another accomplishment of next week is the completion of my last SAT. I'm still not quite sure why I'm taking it again, possibly for scholarships. Whatever the case may be, it will be over on Saturday, hopefully no later than 1:00 in the afternoon. I think that I will go see I heart Huckabee's afterwards, since I will already be down there in Winston Salem (i'm taking the SAT at Mt. Tabor... right).

I like saying things like "at any rate..." or "on the flip side..." or "either way you slice it..." because they sound pretty cool. Oh, my. I got depressed the other day because I began to realize that even I didn't like reading my blog anymore, so why should anybody else? It depressed me to no end. What am I doing wrong? Where has the magic gone? Was there any magic in the first place? Am I being totally weird? Do I need to calm down? Yes to that last one, I will go ahead and answer.

At any rate, I'm really pumped about All County Club. It is going to be ridiculously awesome. Like, I can't even wait. Yay!!!

I'm going to go soak in the loveliness of the day on the hammock, like I mentioned before. Sounds absolutely stupendous.

I'm out like a light!

Tell me what you guys want me to blog about. I feel like my posts have seen a serious decline in quality as of late. I need some ideas of things to write about. Except politics. I don't want to open that can of worms. So anything else is game. Sorry for the choppy sentences.

Isn't it ironic that I put as my away message "sleeping until jill wakes me up or something" last night before I went to bed, because I thought I was going to have to pick Jill up from Amanda's house last night. The ironic part was that I woke up this morning and the away message was still on because Jill had just got home from Amanda's after spending the night, but she was still the one who woke me up- by getting my camera out of my room. Interesante.

I haven't been to school in the last 2 days, and it's been pretty freakin awesome.

Yesterday, I went down to Chapel Hill with McKenzie, Nancy, and Bod for a workshop on stem cell research. It was very interesting. The small group discussions during lunch were very GSW-esque. I felt like I sounded very open minded. And I looked like a cool person. Like if I saw someone that looked the way I looked, I would want to get to know them and I would think they were cool. I think It was helped out a lot by my bangs and jewelry. I always knew the bangs were a keeper. Good choice on that one, I must say. I also was wearing my favorite jeans that bring luck with them wherever they go. I'm basically in love with them.

Today, I went on an English field trip to the Renaissance Fair in Charlotte. It was a ton of fun, even though it was very misty and cloudy all day. Everyone's hair had little droplets of water all over. It was funny. We waited in line for like 45 minutes for bread bowls, though. But the actual waiting wasn't bad except for the being hungry part. I got to listen to some music, compliments of Tillman. Other events of the day included fortune telling and jousting. The fortune telling was pretty awesome and hilarious. Basically a 5 dollar counselling session. I opted out of it, though. It was fun watching. The jousting was hilarious. The guys were riding horses! I was a litte dissapointed that the jousting sticks weren't logs, like they are in Michael Crichton's Timeline. That would have been awesome.

So I was almost depressed that I would be behind in my classes, but we didn't do anything in them according to those who stayed behind. I thought the calculus worksheet packet was going to be hard, but it turned out to be surprisingly easy. Maybe I'm just a better mathematician at night. I did it at 12:00 AM, this morning I guess you could say. I went a little crazy with the staying up late. I think I had some caffeine too late in the day, so I couldn't go to sleep. Caffeine is not a good thing for me on school nights.

Cloudy days depress me. Like there is nothing else out there. When I can see the sky, then it makes me think that there are broad horizons and that the world goes on. When it's cloudy, it's like there is nothing else except what I am doing. Like it's a little bubble or something. Does that make sense? probably not. It does in my mind, which is the only thing that matters. Mwa ha ha ha.

Tomorrow is going to be one weird school day.

Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you guys about how my knitting got wrapped around the bus @ Windy Gap. It was freakin hilarious. I apparently dropped it on one side and didn't notice until somebody told me that the ball of yarn was on the ground and my needle with the string attatched was in my bag, therefore I was trailing a string of yarn. That cracked Lynn, the speaker for the weekend, up. It was really funny. What's even funnier was that I was knitting @ YL! That will never cease to crack me up.

So I'm looking forward to November. I'm glad I can pinpoint my anxiousness. I hate being anxious about things that don't really have a deadline. Like being anxious about something that will never really end. Otherwise, I have a constant sick feeling in my stomach. Sometimes I like it, but most of the time it ends in dissapointment so I'm not expecting much out of it. As you can see, I'm talking about something in particular. But I won't tell you because then I would feel akward, and I'm trying to avoid negative feelings.

I hate when things get akward. It's usually all in my brain, but I just hate when it happens.

I had a good day at school today- I got to take my picture for the YB and I got out of like 45 minutes of spanish to hang out with Tillman and McKenzie and Rachael and Nicole and Alex and Eric and Kristin and Fisher and Summer. But not all at once. None of our pictures for "Scholarship" of "Who's Who" with Alex make any sense. We're fixing McKenzie's car in one of them. ?. who knows. In other news of school, I will be missing 2 consecutive days- one for a Bio trip with Bod and McKenzie and Nancy, and the other for the Renaissance festival for English. I hope I don't get hopelessly behind. That would suck.

Hope you guys have a wonderful day!

uggggh. I think I'm going to be sick. Who wouldn't be after 18 links of sausage? Holy cow. I had to break the record of 16 that I set back at Rockbridge sophomore year. I think it was the bus ride that set it off. Or perhaps the apple juice that I drank to complement it. I'm not quite sure, all I know is that I feel gross.

Other than the gross sick feeling, I had an awesome weekend. It was very eye opening. I got to be a leader which was pretty much awesome. I wasn't sure how I would handle the responsibility, but it ended up being fine. I did have to sound mean last night when I was telling them to be quiet, and I hated it. I didn't care how loud they talked, I just didn't want Christie to get mad because her girls were trying to sleep next door. And apparently I get grumpy when I try to talk when I'm in my sleeping bag. Who knows. But I hated being mean. Other than that, it was a very intellectually enlightening weekend. I spent a lot of time thinking things through and I got a lot of quality advice from Eric and Kristin. It was good stuff. So now I think I might just go and sleep after I write this story for spanish. uggh.

(if i had ended it there, my blog would have started and ended with "uggh"... haha)

Sorry for sounding like a complainer. I'll work on that.

No big post today, "AP Bio owns me" in the words of Kristin Brown. We have a test tomorrow on mitosis and meiosis. Yuck. I realized today that I don't really like any part of biology except environmental/ecological stuff. Good thing I figured it out, or I would have tried to major in it or something. I scoff at biology. So there.

Alls I gotta say is- TGI [almost] F

I hate it when my family blows things out of proportion. It causes me to start thinking and analyzing small details, therefore making me blow it out of proportion too. Then I become frustrated and cynical and I don't like who I am when I am in this state caused by their actions. They keep bringing it up, it makes me feel akward, and then I end up expecting more out of the situation that they are blowing up than I even want to. I want to be chill. I want things to happen naturally, and progress at a very laid back rate. Why must they do this to me? I hate feeling akward and embarassed. Oh me, oh my.

I really hate mood swings as well. Today was an extremely mood-swingy day. I probably had a different mood every five minutes. I hate the way I am when I am mood swingy. Like I was happy to be getting up this morning, and I felt like my regular self. Then I started feeling more like a mature adult because I had to drive Julie to campaigners. Then I felt happy and silly at campaigners until we started and then I was freaking tired. And then I felt silly again, and then sometime in English, my mood turned a little more randomly serious or something. It went downhill in Calculus because we had a test and Mrs. Gray wasn't her usual cheery self. Like she sounded depressed when answering my question about the open or closed interval. Weird. My mood went back to the positive side in lunch because I talked with my friends and it was fun times. Then I felt kind of out of sorts or something, like I wasn't feeling like I was a funny person. (not that i'm saying i'm a hilarious person or something like that, i hate it when my point isn't well conveyed, so i really am not trying to sound conceited or anything silly like that) Who knows what that was all about. And then I had to take my Most Likely to Succeed picture with Brad and I felt normal and good and in good spirits. Spanish was fun, and my good mood lasted until the end of the period, I'm pretty sure. Then all of a sudden, out of nowhere came my really bad mood. All of a sudden I was ridiculously depressed and then I started thinking about how depressing it was that I was depressed for no reason and then I started thinking of all the things that make me sad right now, and then I started getting sadder and sadder. It was horrible. And then I had piano lessons and it put me in a good mood again because I knew my pieces. And then I came home and now I'm in a really good, high-energy mood because we had dinner with Eric and Kristin and it was loud and fun and funny. At one point, I accused Jill of stealing one of my childhood memories (she seriously claimed one of my memories as her own... weirdo). I also got in a really good mood because exciting things are happening these days. I listened to some of the songs by the bands I am going to see with Courtney and Tillman at Ziggy's on Nov. 11th, and it totally pumped me up. Exciting. So now I'm in a happy mood and I'm probably going to go change into a chill mood because I'm going to go do my homework.

Seriously, you probably think I'm the most teenagery teenage girl there is out there, and you're probably right- at least concerning today. Now you can see why I hate emotional roller coasters. It was exhausting even listing it just now. Sorry for putting you guys through that.

oh boy. songs have such an emotional affect on me. like if i'm feeling a certain emotion and the exact right song comes on with the exact right chord progressions, my emotions at that point are meanifested in the song. sometimes i think i try to push back my emotions because maybe i don't want to feel them all the time, but those darn songs know exactly how to get them. i like it in a way, but sometimes i don't like it. i like listening to a cd and having the old feelings come back. like when i listen to my paul simon cd, i remember my general feelings from the first time i listened to it. i think that happens for all of my cds. the emotion that was the strongest while i listened to that particular cd in the past comes out the next time i listen to it. sometimes the words don't have anything to do with it. they could be happy words or something but they could make me feel really sad.

speaking of feeling really sad, i was remembering today the day that i had to say goodbye to Will at governor's school. oh, man was that sad. we went to lunch during my lunch break at the tavern restaurant in old salem (i think) but we were rushed for time. we had a good talk, but i had to leave early so i could go back to class. so i hugged him and said goodbye, knowing that i wouldn't see him for a really long while because he was moving to LA. he stayed to finish his lunch while i walked away and it was the most depressing thing ever. i walked by and waved to him sitting right by the window. it was a short walk back to class, but i couldn't help but cry. it was one of those cries where you don't want to cry because you're about to see people, people that you don't want to see you crying, so it makes you cry more. i think i should have skipped, but that would have caused a big hoo-ha and i didn't want that. it was the most depressing and sad thing ever. and plus, it was in like the 4th week of governor's school, so i was going through a homesick stage and all that crap, which didn't help.

speaking of governor's school and songs, i am listening to coldplay and the song that bridgit and kaila always played (God put a smile upon your face) just came on. oh, memories. i miss gsw. and i miss will. and i love music. the end.

It's amazing what an impact just a couple words make. Sometimes, some little thing that somebody says can either make or break my day. Like if somebody comes up and just says "hey, what's up?" to me, unexpectedly, it makes me really happy. And it's also weird how just saying my name will make me feel happy. Like, instead of saying just "Bye", they say "Bye, Emma!" I mean, sometimes I can be in whole conversations and I never really use the person's name. Yet it makes such an impact, as well. So when somebody says something small like "See ya later, Emma" when they only normally say just "Bye" or something, it totally makes my day. Maybe I'm not making any sense.

I had a good day today. Nothing special to make it amazing or anything, just a generally good day. Even though Calculus came close to going over my head, closer than it's ever come before, it was still ok. My teachers were in good moods. That always helps. Like when Mr. Castillo is in a bad mood, it depresses the hell out of me. (I thought I'd throw that in there for all you Catcher in the Rye fans) But today he was just chillin out and he didn't get mad at us or anything and he didn't try to teach us something confusing. I also had a good day because I exercised. I'm pumped about swim season, I think I've already lost 2 pounds. Hahaha. My goal isn't to lose weight as much as it is to get in shape and get toned. Swimming does a good job of toning my body. Maybe I'll swim more regularly even after swim season is over. I also got some quality piano practice in, thanks to Mrs. Paul totally calling me and Mallory out about how we weren't practicing right. I could sense that I wasn't getting much accomplished, and she pinpointed it. Now I concentrate on my problem areas before I let myself play the parts I already know. Discipline, discipline, discipline. Oh boy. Then I did my homework (in 3 classes! yet it still didn't ruin my day) and then I watched some CSI while knitting some more of my Kerry-scarf. I'm making some progress. Now if I only knew how to cast off... I think another factor for my good day is that I had Postal Service "Recycled Air" stuck in my head all day. I like that song. It's a very calm sort of song. I would write the lyrics out, but that's not the calm part. The whole thing is just nice. I knew that all I needed was some good music to help me get rid of my stressed-out poser mood.

So tomorrow is Friday and I am really excited. I mean, what's not to love about Friday? Joan of Arcadia, Football Game, Slushie show, sleeping in... (yessss)

I wrote this for English, and I thought I'd share it with you. Enjoy!

a sonnet about jeans.
by emma refvem.


they looked from that tall rack with their big eyes
their legs reached out to me through flocks of folks
they said: “hello, my dear we are your size”
they used their vintage wash and flares to coax

but some are like a leech upon my skin
they cling so tightly to my butt and thighs
I only fit in them when I suck in
to pull them off immediately would seem quite wise

but how can I resist my favorite jeans?
those knights in shining armor that don’t tease
that make my lower half feel like a queen’s
politely hiding flaws so no-one sees.

the quest for legs that look so long and lean
is done ‘cause I have found my perfect jeans.

This past weekend was pretty awesome.

Friday: I worked @ the Jaycee Booth @ the ALF, selling fried apple pies. Then I sat at home and moped because I wasn't going to Ziggy's or anything fun b/c of the SAT. Joan of Arcadia was good- the guy that played God was really cute. I think you have to watch the show to not be at least somewhat grossed out by that statement.

Saturday: SAT 2. Biology sucked. Math 2C sucked more. Writing wasn't so bad. We had to write an essay. The prompt: "A great decision was made when _____". Alex wrote about the founding fathers. Kathryn wrote about electing Bush. I wrote about what I had for lunch on Friday. I said "A gread decision was made when I decided what to eat for lunch yesterday. Let me explain..." And then I went on to talk about how I couldn't choose between a hotdog, a cheeseburger, and a "world famous pork chop sandwich." I figured that I had to write about something I knew b/c I only had 20 minutes. And I also figured that it was more about how you wrote than what you wrote about. Plus, it was a vague prompt. Afterwards, I went home and waited for Shmimmy and Kristin to come. Then we went to the ALF then Goobers then Home and then to Dobson and then to Wal Mart and then back home to knit. Fun times to the max!!!

Sunday: Church, then knitting and more movies, then Shmimmy and Kristin left, then Quest @ 4:30 where we watched "The First Night" with Richard Gere who played Lancelot, to whom I fondly referred as "Lancehot" and Sean Connery who played Arthur. It was funny. Then I went to the Senior Leader Meeting @ Eric and Kristin's house and then I came home.

I had tons of fun this weekend w/ my CIT buddies. I miss cheerio- but I more importantly miss the cheerio people.

I watched a lot of movies this weekend. Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind- awesome. Kristin figured it out and I just helped out with figuring out the hair colors and stuff. Mean Girls- good, as always. "Aallll yooouuu sucka MC's got nothin on me..." hahaha. Saved- good stuff. Interesting. It evoked a very governor's school feeling in me, if that makes any sense. It evoked the same feeling that some things at governor's school evoked for me, kind of a sense of hoplesness b/c of the neverending gray areas that cover so many topics. Drop Dead Gorgeous- funny. I think I fell asleep for most of it. Along Came Polly. This, too, was fun stuff. Breakfast Club- first time seeing it on DVD- I usually watch it on TV. I really love that movie. The First Knight- although I didn't pay attention to some of it, I thought it was good. Sean Connery had a lot of one-liners of advice. I kept making fun of his accent but nobody was getting it and it was never-ending because he talked a lot in the movie. Haha. The fact that I watched a lot of movies reminds me a lot of Governor's School, too.

Speaking of reminding me of GSW, I had a moment in English. We were talking about craziness and how maybe you're sane and everybody else is crazy, and so I just had the urge to ask "What is craziness?"- like the true GSW-er I am. I miss GSW.

On another note, open swim was today. Boy, I'm out of shape. But I'm really looking forward to slimming down and making states and having tons of fun b/c high school swimming is a ton of fun. That pumps me up a lot.

I'm sorry for calling him an extra-credit whore. It was inspired by the quote from one of the issues of The Forum from GSW.

number one on the list of top ten things GSW really stands for:

Good place to discover, upon attending a required lecture, that although you were sure you were the Smartest, really you're an uncompassionate grade-whore who got to the top by having no life and caring only about Winning.

Oh, GSW. How I miss you.

I think I had something good to post about, but I forgot it. I forgot it so much that i don't even remember the subject or anything.

So I've totally gotten over my music-poser insecurities, and I can't wait to get my CD's- I think I got the F.L. and P.S. haha. code language.

Since I forgot what I wanted to post about, I will commence in telling you about my day, because it was a pretty good day. It is going to be pretty detailed, so consider yourself warned. But not in a bad way or anything.

I woke up today and remembered that we had an Interact Board meeting at 7:30. I also remembered that both of my parents were gone and I was responsible Charlotte getting to school. So I called Megan T. and she was able to take C. to school. So I arrived and we had a meeting about board members' responsibilities, and Mrs. Rhoden was really emphasizing organization skills that weren't present last year or something. It was really ironic b/c Nick came in and asked her where our ALF booth was and she said "Oh, I don't know. I forgot to call them to find out, just walk up and down the streets to find it." The epitome of unorganization. Whatever.

First period was chatty. I forget exactly what we did. Yesterday's class was more fun, because we had A.A. Yesterday was really fun, in general. Perhaps I'll take a break and talk some about yesterday. Sounds good.

So... Yesterday. English was full of Extra Credit whores. And I apologize for calling them *cough* him *cough* a whore, but it's true. They sell themselves for grades. For example, somebody wasn't talking at all in class, but as soon as Mrs. Goldwasser reminded us of our extra credit checks for in class participation, his hand was up. Before she was even done looking up from the book into which she was talking. Oh man. Don't even get me started. Then, it was time for A.A., my haven. I love that class. Goldie/Macado is my advisor, and our class is really small because everyone either moved or dropped out. So it was gonna be me and Anderson and Rebekah, and then like Kayla Webster and Doug and Mandy, but they don't talk very much. So I was excited. Then the "extra credit" monger, after some confusion on his real advisor, decided he was just going to stay for ours. It got under my skin. He was ruining this group that has been the same for like 2 years. And he just was going to walk on in like he owned the place or something. I didn't know exactly why I was being so defensive about Advisor Advisee, I think it had something to do with the extra credit. But stay, he did, and so did Lizzie, which made it better. I like Lizzie. So we were listening to flamenco guitar music and talking about college essays and stuff (instead of responsibility), when MAHS went into lockdown. Lockdowns are so much fun. Macado forgot about the locking the door part until we reminded her, and it was kinda funny. We were sitting in the corner of our room whispering and making jokes about lockdowns and it was pretty fun. Then it was over and I had to return to the reality that I had a biology test to take. Uggh. I think we learned physics stuff in calculus, and then I crammed for bio during lunch. Then I took it. And it sucked, because we had 7 minutes less to take it in. And also because biology tests generally suck. It wasn't really that bad. I mean, I could have known the Calvin Cycle a little better, but whatever. Then there was spanish and I think we didn't do anything again. Still haven't moved out of the review pages. Oh well. Then after school there was piano and I had to take Charlotte to voice, where I slept through her lesson. It was a good and greatly needed nap. Then I think I went through test withdrawl. Watched a lot of T.V. Then went to bed.

So now today doesn't look as exciting. Basically calculus was calculus and then Nan and I went to eat at Kristin's house. Fun times. Then Bod wasn't there in Bio, so we "read the chapters", which really means that we talked and read our own books if we wanted. I read some in "Walking on Water" by Madelein L'Engle. I love her. So much. Well, I love her books, anyways. Then I looked at the sample transparencies for bio books and it was pretty cool. I like transparencies. Then I sat in Jordan's vacant seat and talked with Chris and Christian and Tillman and kindof with Evan. It was fun times. I think I'm going to sit in Jordan's seat some more when he is absent, which is often. Then we had a ridiculously easy quiz in spanish, which was almost the same question repeated 15 times with a different verb that he gave to you. We also got our newspapers, which we read for the remainder of the class period. When we were done reading we all just got up and talked and stuff and it was pretty fun. We laughed at parts of our school newspaper, because they were funny. And other parts because they were unintentionally funny. Hahaha. Oh my. Then I came home and chilled and then picked up Jill in Pilot, then ate at Monte De Rey with the fam, then went to the v-ball game for like 2 seconds and then went to the J.V. f-ball game. It was fun and funny.

Seriously, how long is this post? I think I'm tired of writing. Have a good weekend!

So. I am ordering The Flaming Lips CD (Yoshimi Battles the Pink Robots) off of amazon, and I needed another CD to make it free shipping. So I looked at some of their suggestions, and I saw Postal Service and Death Cab for Cutie and The Shins. Sarah G. told me about Postal Service like last year or the year before, and I thought they sounded cool but I didn't follow through. Now that I've kinda heard other people talk about it, I feel like a poser. I don't want to look like someone who just gets CDs so she'll look cool. I think I'm going to end up getting Postal Service, but then I can't choose if I want that or Death Cab because I might have enough electronic music with my Flaming Lips CD. So it is a dilemma. Am I a poser? Now that I write it all down I realized that I am not really a poser, and who cares if I am anyway? I just want to listen to good music. I think that is where I differ from my thoughts sometimes. Some people just get CDs and listen to music because they want to be a part of a certain crowd who listens to that kind of music. But the people who are in that crowd have already heard of the artists from somewhere else and are cool. I don't want to be a person who looks like she's trying to be cool. I really just like the music. So I think I don't fall in the "poser" category. But really, can any of us be posers? Yeah, I think some people are. But hopefully I am not. I listen to many different genres of music, depending on my mood. So I just succesfully talked myself out of my poser status.

I think I took insecurity pills or something last night. I've been feeling really insecure. Why? Why must I do it to myself? Why do I question my music preferences? Why do I feel like I'm always complaining? (because I am) Why do I feel like none of my jokes or attempts to be funny work out and I end up looking like a loser who can't make a joke? Why do I feel akward standing up in front of YL because I have to when I relished the time up there back when I didn't have to? Why do I ask these insignificant questions that will only add to my insecurities because I am identifying the ways in which I am insecure?

Whoa. I need to calm down. I'm stressed probably because I have a calculus test tomorrow and a biology test on thursday. I'm going to study for bio tonight and hopefully I know the calculus. I was confused on how she graded parts of my last test, which has some of the material we will be testing tomorrow, so that's not good. She needs to improve her grading handwriting.

This post is an example of why I need to listen to calm music- like the Flaming Lips. I am too hyper. But I do have my Polyphonic Spree CD, so that can put me in a nice, calm, hippie mood. Good. There we go. Now I'm going to go study for biology.

I like Ziggy's! I went for my first time tonight and it was awesome. I got to see Melanie, my bud from Area 3 @ GSW, and I got to see Pico vs. Island Trees! I also got to see Jerry Chapman, rockin' out. It was pretty cool. I once again realized my love for live music.

Congratulations to Audra Hodges, Mt. Airy High School's newest Homecoming Queen! You rock.

I'm @ Nan's house right now, blogging before we go back to the game. Jill says Nancy walked the best in heels. Haha. Everyone's heels were so cute- Audra's and Eve's round-toed ones were awesome. I love cute shoes so much, but I could never pull them off. While everybody around me was dressed up, I was wearing Chuck Taylor's, one blue sock and one purple sock, jeans, my GSW NS shirt ("the earth is flat- deal with it") and my cool earrings and a bracelet that Emmy gave me that is from South Africa. But it was awesome.

So I think I'm about to go back to the game and then to hang out at the dance and then probably over to church to watch a movie and then back home.

Fun times on a Friday Night in MA!

I ended up watching the debates, and I'm glad I did. Because if I hadn't, I wouldn't have been able to talk about it and I would have felt left out. It is good to know that people I talk to online are democrats, so I don't feel so outnumbered in my house.

By the way, on my "infinity post", there is a correction. The song is not called "Bodyguard"! It is called "Call me Al." I think.

I'm excited about going to Ziggy's tomorrow night. Pico and Jerry Chapman are playing! woot!