It's a little weird how much-less stressed I am now that my room's a little bit cleaner. I still need to vacuum, but it's looking good! ... Either that or I've stressed myself to the point where I can't GET anymore stressed, so I'm just methodically plugging through things. XD;; Either one works, I guess? I'm just trying to make a speech on eating disorders interesting.

... Which tends to translate into crack, due to my personality.

And I get the feeling I should make this speech JUST a little serious. (Which means no squeaking, Kia. None. NOOOONE. CONTROL YOUR VOICE.)

So will be working on that today, as well as my scene for Playwriting and I'll hunt down an article on The Handmaid's Tale to work on an abstract over this weekend. And that stupid journal entry. AND THE INTERVIEW WITH ROBBIE.

I'm doing my best! ... and I should do that early, because the beagle puppy's coming over again and it's hard to concentrate when Murphy's trying to jump up and eat your knee. So cute, but he REALLY needs to be trained, so the roomies and I are working on it.

Quote of the Day courtesy of me and Heather. Poor Heather's boyfriend. XD ... and really, blame CSI.

Heather: *walks in*
Me: *in front of TV* HEATHER.
Heather: Yeah?
Me: It was a BEE.
Heather: ... A BEE?
Me: They were being so dramatic, all "SO THE BRIDE-TO-BE KILLED HIM WITH THE PEANUT BUTTER IN THE CHILI" but then the tests came back and that wasn't it--
Heather: WHAT THE HELL.
Me: SOMEBODY OPENED A WINDOW AND THE BEE FLEW IN--
Heather: AND IT STUNG HIM??
Me: HE FELL AND HIT HIS HEAD.
Heather: OHHH NOOOO.
Me: JURY DUTY IS SERIOUS BUSINESS.
Justin: . . . . . .
Me: You should've been here last time when the guy killed his wife and mounted her head like a trophy.
Heather: ... God, we're disturbing.

Completely randomly, I love this school's clock. Because when noon arrives, it starts playing all these songs in bell chimes and it's SO pretty. (Even if the song IS "Hey, Look Me Over" XD) I don't know, it just always makes me smile. ♥

And I have the urge to write DOGS ficcage whyyyy. I still owe Juu that Haine/Naoto piece from waaaaaay back, but I can't remember the prompt... x.x And I dunno, I think I want to write something about them all being in the church and crack bonding and whatnot. But I always freak when I first write something for a fandom, so we'll see. (Island-verse doesn't count okay XD)

And Kia closes this odd little post by adding: IF YOU HAVE NOT COMMENTED TO BE KEPT ON THE FLIST YET AND WOULD LIKE TO REMAIN, PLEASE DO SO. I'll be doing a clean-up on Friday. During work, most likely, if it's too slow again.

NOW. TO SHOWER.