I Wear my Sunglasses at Night

Um, okay. Long interesting enough day to follow a short, not super interesting weekend. Weekend flashback: brownie delieverace, colleen visiting, stupid mother daughter mass, work, essay. That's it, and what you don't understand, well, I could honestly care less.

Currently, the ever-dwindling self-esteem took a dive. Sometimes I wish stuff form the past would just stay in the past, and leave me well enough alone, because hell knows, I leave it be. But no. Ghosts come back to haunt you. It sucks, it does. However, I would like to totally thank Ryan and Katey (aka stalin) for, as always, making my day. You are my splendid comic relief my dears. Bonus points.

So, as some of you out there may or may not have heard, I am permitted to ahve people attend my casa after el baile. So feel free to join- I'm not going to shun anyone from my house, despite my better judgement, and Katie's evil glare. 'Tis a free country and I can do as I may.

We got a new PC downstairs, so now we have two, lovely, high-tech computers in our house, which will likely be obsolete in like a week or two. But they shall be an enjoyable two weeks.

Junior Dance coutndown: five (cinco) days. Yes, that's right, I'm actually kind of excited.

So in theo today, we had to make a chart of ourselves. Remind me to post in on here in outline form, because it's pretty amusing.

I'm too tired to go on.

yo ho
yo ho
a (excited) pirate's life for
~me