I've just discovered that there are a whole bunch of videos on youtube of scenes from Newsies set to songs from Rent and vice versa.

I have slogged through five comments and need to go to bed. Night!

snerk. Grading will be done tomorrow. Or Friday. Or over the weekend, maybe.

Because everyone must see the weirdness: [link] [link]

Congratulations, Hil! That's awesome.

vw, I'm glad today went well for you.

For those Bitches who like eye candy.

I'd like an entire bag, please.

Raq is going to kill me between yesterday's food porn and today's eye candy.

in my mom's box of stuff from when she worked on the Apollo Project.

That's too cool.

Delete that post right now Hil before Joe sees it and breaks into your house. I'm not even kidding.

My DH would fight Joe to the death for those manuals. It might be amusing to watch.

snerk. Grading will be done tomorrow. Or Friday. Or over the weekend, maybe.

Never do today what you can put off until tomorrow, I say.

ION, it appears as if my hair is now black. I left Natural Darkest Brown on a little too long, and it morphed into Natural Dark as Night. My hair hasn't been this dark in years. It's going to take some getting used to.

Kitty~ma for Byron

It's nearly 3 a.m. I am up with a wide-awake toddler. Right now, I'm giving thanks for 24 hour programming on Noggin.

I have my first driving lesson in a couple of hours.

Here's hoping I don't actually kill anyone.

Kitty~ma for Byron.

Learning to drive is best done on a quiet back-country road. Where you aren't going to hit another car if you screw up.

My father taught me to drive. His first step was to spend six months scouring the county for the most deserted road possible. A good thing, too -- on my first effort, I promptly drove into a ditch.

I got better.

I tried to hit a tree the first time. that's why driver's ed cars have breaks on both sides of the vehicle..You'll do ok, Jars.

A little jobma~~for Matt today. The worst part of the day over quickly and not as bad as expected.

So, there's a boy I sort of like. And this evening there may have been flirting.

Now, very likely I will (a) discover he's sekritly not clever after all and stop fancying him; (b) realise that, in fact, he does not fancy me (as I am far from sylphlike); or (c) talk myself out of it in an act of frantic defensive sabotage, and thus unflirt myself out of any possibility of interest on either of our parts.

However, right now I am enjoying the very unfamiliar sensation of rather liking someone, and having engaged in flirty banter with said someone. Huh.

I feel a bit like a Cylon brushing up on their human interaction skills, or something.

(b) realise that, in fact, he does not fancy me (as I am far from sylphlike)

Please keep in mind that many other of non-sylphlike folks have also found love with smart and clever people that are wildly attracted to them! (ahem)