I have no idea why I've been so seized lately by project fever. I've got enough planned to keep me busy for all of spring break and then some. I'm somewhat comforted by the fact that all the stuff I'm planning on doing is really cool and very useful, but utterly impractical. I like the idea of doing something for no other reason than my own enjoyment. I guess this is what they call a "hobby". Neat-o.
This just in, film at eleven, I am apparently not ugly. I appreciate the sentiment, I really do. Thanks.
Also, ain't no sunshine when it's on. Which is actually a fairly accurate statement.
Somebody needs to go to bed, and his name is me. Let's hope I can get through tonight without being woken up every couple hours by nightmares of Ruthanne bitching at me.