Misplaced hands

Let’s see…It’s been a day. O.o

I really need to quite telling people to bite me. It has a bad habit of having adverse effects one way or another. Least I didn’t actually get bitten…But still. Can’t remember why now, but I told James to bite me. He usually doesn’t respond. Today I got, ‘Where and how hard?’. O.o *swats him with flyswatter* No! Bad! & it doesn’t end there…*pokes James with a stick* He’s still occasionally poking at Orinda. Rude much! Though he did retreat rather quickly when during his hug from behind me his one hand got a bit mislocated.

Twasn’t all I had to deal with today. One point during Drawing II we were all at the front of the room, critiquing other’s work. & the one we were looking at that moment got done, and not sure why, but when James turned around he put his one hand, gently, around my throat. *pokes at stupid worthless brain* ß Said brain faltered…Which James found entertaining. It just happened at that moment Reese called him over to look at something she was doing, but not knowing for sure what she was up to, I was like ‘No, you don’t need to talk to him.’ Apparently she’d actually missed the whole hand to throat thing…And James, being the darling that he is (Yes, that IS sarcasm you hear.) decided to do it again to show her what she’d missed. *pokes at worthless brain some more* ß Stupid thing was pretty much mush. *shakes head* That just should NOT have such an effect. *kills Orinda* She makes my brain more scrambled than scrambled eggs. Stupid Psychopathic Freak that she is.

Anyway…There was something else…But I missed what it was. It was done behind my back. I heard Reese make a comment about it…But no one would share with me what it was.

I will be safe from such soon though…Christmas break is coming up fast! I maybe out of school by Tuesday. [Depends on Drawing II]

Monday I go in early @ 11:30 to talk to Doug about my portfolio. [He didn’t even collect sketchbooks today! *growls* After I hurried to get it done. Still need to finish up Life Drawing’s sketchbook…Need to get my portfolio for it sorted out too.]
Then I have to be at Stella’s, which is a restaurant in T.C. for Creative Writing…Which I need to revise/write for that yet. Ug. My brain just doesn’t want to go with the story though…I tried at lunch, it just wasn’t coming. L Blah.

Tuesday I’ve got Drawing II, which Doug said I still have to go to even though my meeting with him is Monday.
Then I’ve got 2-D design, which I was told (since I’ve got everything done now) that I only need to be there for the first 10 minutes of. [After that will be James last opportunity to stir up Orinda at all…Unless we still have to have Drawing II on Thursday…Though I don’t see why we’d have to, as long as we can get through everybody’s portfolios Tuesday.]

Doug said we’ll have a model Tuesday, but made it sound like it wasn’t a requirement to be there. So if it’s not…I’m out of there. I’ve got things to do.

So…If all goes well…Tuesday will be the last day of classes…If not…Thursday morning, with no class on Wednesday.

*sigh* Todd wasn’t working tonight. L I don’t know if he somehow got the day off…Or if he called in, or what. So I got hot wings, but I didn’t get to see him. I tried calling his house, but no one answered. L I really want to see him…More than just talk to him. I’d settle for talking to him…But Gods…I really want to spend some time with the boy.

Well…I suppose this is it for the night.

[Oh yeah…Managed to get Appa stuck in a snow bank for the first time tonight. Some passer-by had to push me (& Reese as she was there at the moment) out of the ditch. Appa could of done it if he could of got traction, but his one tire would do nothing but spin. Blah.]

*wanders off in hopes of late night phone calls, even if it means heading out into the evil, crappy snow* ß Mum didn’t even say if he did call that it wouldn’t be good for me to go get him. I expected she would put up an argument if I said I would go if he called. Actually, when I told her he wasn’t at work, and didn’t answer the phone at home, that I probably would get a call. *shrugs* I’m not holding my breath, too much…I’m just hoping…I miss him so much.