Chilling

Chilling out. Got lots to take care of, most of which can wait. I am the queen of procrastination. But I will make myself a list, so I don’t forget the little deadlines. No classes on Fridays so I’ve got time.

Finished Casey’s blanket when I woke up. Talk about a feeling of accomplishment! It’s huge, and pretty, and soft. So much time, effort, and love went into it. Time to finish another project. I’ve got plenty of them.

Last night I got a coupon for $10 off a subway 6 foot…Casey’s giving it to Randy to get food for the cast party tomorrow night.

Chilling out. Listening to the Beattles.

Gonna run to saga for some food. Then to the library to work on some stuff. Then to JCFA to rehearse piano. Then to pick up rehearsal.

Thinking of moving my diary- copying and pasting over a year of personal and meaningful entries because I’m tired of getting shitty notes from Laura when I’ve asked her not to visit my diary anymore. I sure hope she can resist throwing her opinions at me so that I don’t have to resort to that. I don’t want to know, and I don’t want to care what she thinks of me or what I write. Laura, please respect this request. If you have a comment you cannot keep from making, please say it to my face in a civil tone.

Everyone else is more than welcome to leave me their opinions provided that they express them in a civil tone. From here on in, though, I believe I’ll need every note left on my diary to be signed. At least until this calms down, and we can all live and let live.