Homecoming was great. We never found the restaurant (my mom now admits that the directions she gave me were deeply flawed) and the butoinnerre thing fell apart when I tried to pin it to Logan. My brother's girflriend dumped him in the middle of the dance. The details were terribly, terribly screwed up, but all in all the night had it's moments. It was worth it. You really should have seen my hair.
I have to get up early tomorrow morning and drive my mom to work. But does that get me to bed before 2 AM? No, of course not!
By the way, The Grapes of Wrath was superb. A thrilling and thought-provoking tale of the enduring strength of the human spirit, and a nice view of Mark Hackmann through a skin-tight soaking-wet piece of cloth. What more could anyone ask for?
Wait, I know. I could ask for Logan to not be grounded. I could ask for him to not have school tomorrow (It's Columbus Day for Christ's sake! It should be illegal to have school on Columbus Day!). I could ask for Kat and Eric to not be so goddamn miserable. I could ask for the willpower to drag myself away from my computer and get some much-needed rest... *YAWN.*
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