Good mornin'!

THINGS ARE WACKO!  I swear to god, every time I say or write "wacko", it reminds me of Michael Jackson.  Doesn't it?  C'mooon.

Okay, I totally realized that I'm in charge of keeping San Jose-ians TO DATE WITH THEIR BUDDY PAL CHRISTA, so yeah.  I have now achieved one of eleven "Things I Wanna Do Before I Die."  I've got a small part in my school's play--"Check, Please"--for the Lenaea Festival, a big annual theatre festival in Sac State that all of the high schools in the area participate in.  Regardless of the wonderful no-line part, I once again get the wonderful honor of seeing a play get built and witness the end result from start to finish, and I get to go to the Lenaea Festival for free.  So WHOOOOOOO!! 

Things are going cool with the new house.  Them sheep don't stop amazing me, I swear.  THEY'RE HUGE!

I still need to finish Christmas shopping..  >.>;;  I've done a chunk of it for the Fantastic Four, and for a few other people, but I need to do a lot still.  This is going to be an extremely festive week.  Festive meaning HORRIBLE.  Yesh.

I crave pizza.

Very much so.

Today's lesson Life summed up by a fortune cookie: In dreams and in love, there are no impossibilities.

mr. curiosity, is it true what they're saying about you.. are you killing me?

Bye for now.