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Haven't done my essay, because I'm responsible and am using defense mechanisms. Like rationalizing or something.

Remembers pretending to be Vanilla Ice... and arguing with David Bowie about how much of a musical genius I am...

That makes me feel icky. Yuck. I couldn't sleep last night until about midnight. That means that I laid awake in bed for 3 hours. Which sucks... So I'm sorta tired now.

Super Bowl and American Dad tonight. I don't care for half of that. Oh well, I'm a chick. I'm allowed not to.

The strawberries aren't all that visible right now. Tomorrow they will be. Because that's the way it works. I got my poem that I wrote about Christopher Titus printed. I was surprised I was able to get it. It's the only poem that I've ever written that I actually like. I almost feel like sending it to him, but that kinda sounds stalkerish.

I was trying to read some stuff on Java and C++ last night, but I got bored after the first or second sentence. Meh. I'm not going to use either of those things in my career anyway.

I had a dream that I went to the 6th grade classroom to tutor some kids, and I was talking with the teacher about how much I respected her for the ability to tolerate the kids, and I said something along the lines of, "Even though I want to be a teacher, I woudn't be able to teach 1st, 2nd, 3rd, 4th, 5th, 6th, or 7th graders." Then she asked me if I was going to quit my job. Then Drew came running into the classroom. It would be odd if he wasn't in my dreams now.