The roommate is watching MTV's "Made", the show where people try to overcome their insecurities by being turned into totally different people in the desperate hope that somehow that will make them popular and happy. I had to leave the room.
Hey, did I mention that my homework is hard? Because... hard!
I don't think so.
In even sadder news, I am watching S3 Alias. Will Tippen is on this ep,, and now I wonder if he is going to die.
One in five, bitch, one in five.
My sad news is that I tested my limits, and they don't extend beyond a whole krav class, not even close.
Poor ita. It's a slow road back.
Hee.
That is sad, ita. Did they extend to a whole krav class?
Also, I think your migraine decided to come visit me again. You need to talk to it about that.
Ooh, Will and Sydney are having the sex. Good for them.
Did they extend to a whole krav class?
Nope. I stopped training and started teaching about 3/4 of the way through. Luckily the guy actually teaching was more than happy for the help.
Perkins, you're in charge of the migraine until at least after I pick my father up. I'm already feeling dizzy and nauseous and like a big old loser. Please don't make me have a migraine too.
So, till like 8?
Sigh. I really want to go to Beth's house concert tonight, and that starts at 7:00. Maybe we can find someone else to pawn it off on?
Jilli, I'm so sorry about your cat.
Oh, here's a random thing I've been meaning to mention: I was reading this book Demolition Angel by Robert Crais, and there's a throwaway bit about the main character's high school prom date or something, and his name is ... James Marsters.